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24 September 2020

 Song mood: Hip to be Square by Huey Lewis and the News.


Miranda the opera performance is tonight.  There are three showings a night for the three nights.  The run time for the performance is twenty minutes, not the hour I thought it was going to be.  But that’s okay.


5 November 1960 is a Saturday.  Last year that day fell on a Tuesday.  Bonfire night in England.  I thought it was going to be loud on bonfire night.  But then I was in a small town and it rained, so not loud at.  Well, except for the pub/motel I stayed at because there was this foreigner there.


I nearly finished listening to The Daughters of Cain by Colin Dexter.  Inspector Morse is an even bigger jerk in the books than in the television series.  I think I would get along with him.


The book I can’t wait to listen to is The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by VE Schwab.  It’s about a woman who wanted to be immortal and becomes immortal only to find that no one can remember her.


I finished reading The Night of the Mannequins by Stephen Graham Jones.  It wasn’t until I read the thank you note at the end that I realized that Jones writes slashers and that is his style of horror.  His books are more like slasher movies and it makes sense now.


I will work on writing a scene.  The first important scene.  The book is forming in my head.  I just need to do the first part, write it down.

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