Despite the odd foreshortening that makes our legs look shorter than they are in real life, this is my favorite photo of Michelle Davidson-Argyle and me, taken in my back yard amongst all the magnolia petals. Michelle and her husband drove out to Seattle late last week and spent a few days hanging out with us beneath the gray, visiting book stores and the UW campus, riding in amphibious assault vehicles, and eating a lot of seafood. Michelle is the author of all these books.
In other news, I am reading Chekhov again, which is absolutely lovely. I'm also still reading Finnegans Wake, which is lovely in a different way. By the end of this week I hope to have this round of revisions to my novel Go Home, Miss America complete. There will be, alas, at least one more round of revisions before I let any "industry professionals" have a look at the book. Next week, I think, I'll write Chapter One of Circus in the Dust, the sequel (sort of) to The Transcendental Detective.