I am following along with Raven, who is living alone on Saltspring in a rented cottage, and Pharos, who is attempting to do a podcast while his little brother messes things up at random, and Theo, who is trying to understand how humans do medicine.
The writing is going reasonably well, not as voluminous as one would like of course, but that’s hard to manage all the time. Sometimes the writing seizes you like this, but mostly it doesn’t.
Wrenchingly sad about Paris, but not enough to drape my blog with red white and blue.
