I should be writing my book. But I spent three hours plotting the final act this morning and that’s enough for today. Plus, it’s too hot to think, the laptop is toasting my nuts and my arms are sweating on the keyboard. Generally uncomfortable. I’ll be sleeping in the buff tonight, on top of the sheets, at the mercy of any mosquitos which may have found their way in.
And no, I’m not going to turn on the air con. You should have seen the electricity bill last month.
I don’t miss the Canadian...
Published on January 10, 2020 04:35