As you can see below I’ve been relaxing and reading among other easy pursuits. And I’ve been enjoying it. Until yesterday.
Thoughts have been interfering. Book idea thoughts. Opening lines. This when I’m trying to read. I don’t care for that. But I can’t stop it.
There’s this girl. There’s this girl who keeps talking to me. I’m not sure I know what she looks like. I know how old she is. I know where she lives.
I have to admit I did write down a few things she said. But now she’s saying something else. Something that makes what she said before irrelevant. I’ll be damned if I’m going to listen or change what she said before. I don’t have time for this. I have the new Elmore Leonard to read.
I want her to shut up.
So far she won’t.