The book submission is almost finished. Just one more week. It’s hard to comprehend. Tonight, I said to Bill on the phone, “I’m tired of my book!” and he said, “That’s excellent, that means the timing is perfect to let it go.”
It was another sunny, cool, breezy summer day. The weather has been perfect.
I walked around this morning with Doriot, buying exquisite little frocks at a thrift store on Newbury, going for French lunch, walking out with Evan in the evening.
I’m more in love with this place every day. What will it BE like to wake up in a morning and not have edits?
The pages are really sparkling.