In the middle of the beauty of this national forest, I wonder at my overreach. I wrote that I was going to do this, that, and the other thing while here. Not happening.
I brought my synopsis. I hadn't read it since I cut and pasted my notes together. I gave it to my friend who read it while we sat at a special cove. I was stunned (no humility here) by how good it was. I have much less work to do on it than I thought. I'm only halfway done, but there's hope.
I realized I hadn't named any if the cities, so while I have this wi-fi connection, I'm going to work on that.
Sadly, I don't think I'll have time to read my MS as planned.
Going back to the lake tonight to cook chicken over a grill.
Life goes by too quickly.