My class went well yesterday; I should have a pretty good group of students.
I am taking the rest of the week off to work on my novel. My goal is to have something mailed to my agent by September 15. This is an ambitious goal, but if I wait much longer than that, the demands of teaching and my day job will slow everything I tried to accomplish this summer to a crawl.
It is a lovely day––sunny and warming. But I had to make a fire this morning, just to chase the chill out of the house. It wasn't much of a summer in these parts, and fall is on its way.
Above: American CIA agent, novelist, and infamous Watergate burglar, E. Howard Hunt.
4:27 P.M.: 249 pages.