I have not been spending all of my time designing cryptically worded T-shirts. I have also been working along on my novel, and am now up to 135 pages. I think it is good--perhaps better than good––but assuming I can add 15,000-20,000 words fleshing out the narrative, I will still have a somewhat short book.
I think I need a subplot.
I do have the voices. I have been listening to these characters in my head for a long time, and they are tumbling out readily onto the page.
My diversions have been fighting the Battle of Walden Green (you could have guessed that) and entertaining Hannah and her Argentinean boyfriend Ivan (pronounced "E-van"), who were in town last week from NYC. We had a great time with them, and we very much like Ivan.
I have little hope that Walden Green, under its reactionary, secretive "the Beloved Leader's way or else" form of governance, will be a good place for Liam and Carlos this fall. We will probably start them there in September, but if everything goes as I anticipate it will, we will pull them out and enroll them elsewhere before "count day" in October, when state education money is allocated according to the number of students in each school.
If all else fails, vote with your feet and take the money with you, I always say.
What a disaster.
Photo of Evan and Hannah, taken Sunday night.