Ugh. The new neighbors were up incredibly late last night, partying and smoking. Kept me awake, so I'm bogging a bit. I'll come out from under the sleep-daze.
I'm kind of amazed it's July already. WTF? Wow. When the first day of summer arrives, I always get bummed, thinking "Well, now the days'll start getting shorter." Not that it bothers me so much; I like all seasons, in truth. But it still hangs in the back of my head.
Working on a short story this weekend, something that popped in my head the other day. I haven't worked on a short story in some time, have been focused on novel-writing. But it's nice to delve into the lean-n-mean story structure requirements of a short story, after working on long fiction for so long.
