Back To Quarantine

I apologize for breaking the posting schedule. However, I continue to battle this crud, and there’s nothing at all worth writing about in that. I feel like all I’m doing is sleeping, drinking broth, and sleeping some more.

I did manage to rally enough to haul my sorry self to town for the First Friday book signing. I took along a bottle of hand sanitizer, and swabbed down before shaking anyone’s hand. We had a great time, but on the way home I hauled a light pack, somewhere around 30 pounds, and it just about did me in. So now, with my calendar cleared, I’m going back to sleeping, blowing my nose, and moaning.

Again, not at all exciting. Hopefully, I’ll get back to offering decent content in the days to come. Stay tuned!

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Social Butterfly?

My hermit ways seem to have taken a one-two punch last month.

First, the local production of the play Incorruptible not only thrust me into a local spotlight, it introduced me to new friends—family might be a more appropriate term—from a variety of social groups within Haines (see A Benediction from “Father Charles”). Then I went to the North Words Writer’s Symposium, where I bonded with people from around the state and the country (see Resonance and Courage). Now, I’m corresponding like mad, following up on topics raised during the symposium (newly revealed mutual friends, maybe even family connections) and coordinating social gatherings with the Incorruptible cast (perhaps even exploring further performances in other communities) via Facebook and email. I feel like a social butterfly!

Ironically, I’m doing this from quarantine.

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