Thursday, November 30, 2017

escape, bacon, home, write

* I escape overnight to another town for my first Christmas party this year. Lovely! (Another one on Saturday)

* At breakfast I have bacon, thick long bacon, for the first time in months.

* And then home in the early morning. Home to furry dogs and touching base, catching up, with my room mate.

* "You don't put yourself in what you write. You find yourself there."

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