Last night, I did some re-writing of Chapter 4 of the novel, in which Marty and Bo, as young adults, go with their Dad to the funeral home, to put a favorite coat on the body of their grandfather. It’s a pretty intense section; not easy, because it was originally written in first person for Marty, and I’m trying to do third person omniscient, while holding together the emotional clarity. I’ll possibly post part of it tomorrow night, after I’ve had a chance to go over it with my writing partner.

Hope you all slept better than I did.

Now I have to get dressed and go kick some neighbor butt, for making unconscionable techno-tribal noises while I’m trying to think.