Hunkering down
I’m spending three days just hunkering down and just trying to get my head wrapped around the story. Deconstruction/reconstruction. Disengaging from everyday stuff long enough to get sight of the sweep of the story.
Since I have Mondays off from the Day Job, and no more chemo, and no other medical appointments until the 16th, I have a chunk of time…
So, I shall be a bit quiet until, oh, Tuesday or thereabouts.
Call it a writer’s retreat without me actually going anywhere.
See you in a few. Meanwhile, in the tradition of my posts from undisclosed locations while trying to write, I may drop a photo in every now and then.
Like this. Here’s a spooky pic from the roof of my office. There’s a whole complex of old factories and warehouses, now converted — this is the former smokestack (now a handy cell tower), the moon, an odd cloud, and the building next door.

Via secret access to the roof.