Today was meant to be - today needed to be - a hard writing today. Instead of which, I was interrupted by piece of admin after piece of admin after piece of admin. And then, a moment of calm, and I had something that might be termed a thought, and felt my brain switching into gear … and then, out of the main administration building, and straight past my window, in full regalia, came the Trojan Marching Band.
In news of other distractions, I have Lorrie Moore's new collection Bark in front of me, and it's so deliciously written that I may not write anything again, in any case, ever.
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