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22 July 2020

Super tired at the moment.  Something about a dog constantly barking well into the night.  I still have to get up and do my work, no matter how tired I feel.

So I am not as creative because I am tired.

I did a zoom meeting with the writer’s group.  I didn’t really add anything to the conversation because I was tired.  But was good to talk with my friends from the writer’s group.

I finished listening to The Only Good Indians by Stephan Graham Jones.  I liked it.  He did go back to the res.  It was different.  Even though the novel was mostly linear, it didn’t feel that way.  Which was interesting.  Native American stories, or the stories of old normally linear.  Some of the racism that they experienced, I have too.  Not that it matters.  The novel was written of a style more of a stream of conscious.  Which, normally I’m not a fan of.  But Jones makes it so easy, like it’s the easiest thing to do and it’s not.  So overall, I thought the novel was excellent.  Parts of it had a quality of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Tall Tale Heart.

Next on the docket is The Sandman, an audioplay by Niel Gaiman based off the comic books.  After that will be Mexican Gothic by Sylvia Morena-Garcia.

Tomorrow.  I hope to be rested.  It will be a half day at work.  Then I can spend time writing and hanging out with a writer friend.

I haven’t decided on what I’m going to do for my birthday, but I suspect it will be to get a perfect cup of coffee


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