Delicious irony of receiving a no-thank-you from an agent for the book Moonshine Cove had just taken. Had no recollection of sending out the query, which was an added stroke.
Coffee with Justin, who will be speaking at my class Monday night. He loves C.S. Lewis with deep love. It is always fascinating to be with those in love.
Got Circe’s ashes from the vet yesterday. They will sit on my dresser for a while. I looked for Titus’ ashes from long ago and couldn’t find them. Brought my bust of Shakespeare home from school, where it has sat looking down on my deeds for thirty five years.
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