I’m thinking that over the next few months I’ve got to become more covetous than usual about free time.
Well, because I’ll be completing the novel I’m currently writing/revising (#4, woo hoo!) and making the actuality of it come as close as possible to the ideal version locked in my head.
The process is all very Platonic, I’m fairly certain.
Until the thing’s done, then, I’ll leave off with the novel’s opening sentence and a placeholder front cover (which I’m rather liking):
“Before crossing to a shaded bench Marcus O roasted under the sun for five long minutes.”