While I wait...

It's too wet to get into the garden today, so, while I wait for another novel to come along, I'm writing short stories. Just finished one. I wrote it, rewrote it, rearranged it and rewrote it again. It looks pretty good to me right now.

I'd like to write one more novel. I think that would be enough. If it doesn't happen, there's always poetry.

Henry's books.