It's still chilly and I'm still wearing shorts and a short sleeve shirt and..., I turned the heat on. I'm the modern outdoorsman type, I reckon. The gas fireplace still works, but like myself, feebly. Unless the weather warms up quite a bit, I won't be doing much picture taking for a while; maybe not 'til next spring. Be prepared for more of my graphic violence—or as I call it, abstract art—to show up on Flickr,I have some stories in the oven, and I've begun editing (almost a complete rewrite) the novel again. I'm working with a local publisher on getting a volume of short stories printed in book form. Trouble is, I don't have enough stories, and when it comes to having to write, then it becomes work and I'm not a member of the working brotherhood. So, the odds of getting anything published in the near future is probably nil. The world will have to wait to be blessed with my interpretation of life. Poor world!
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