God, I wish I had better news than "I'm tired." Last night's writer's group went well, which just sorta leaves me in a peaceful haze and there's no real news today.
I have a million stories to tell and a million scenes to write on and tonight they all duck down like prairie dogs under the ground. No matter. Hopefully they will re-appear this weekend. This weekend's new thing is to visit a new library--quick, free, and to the point.
And then spend the rest of the time, well, resting.