vacation is over

Okay, I guess it didn’t kill me. I’ll have to get back to you about whether it made me stronger.

Veronica took forever again to fall asleep. But while we were trying to persuade her to lie down, she kept talking about all the things we did on our trip.

She recounted with delight the many animals we saw, and the adventures we had.

She liked the trip a lot. It rocked her world.

She even remembered the things in order. Chris noticed that once you realized what she was talking about, you could tell what came next.


I am assembling my writing, my short stories, and making a book out of them.

I am almost ready to get them out into the world. And I am convinced that no stupid collection of stories ever existed.

I just want to disappear. I guess this is a sort of stage fright for writers.