It's All Over But the Crying

Practiced piano..reading H.H. Bates's short stories.(very good) I still haven't came up with the solution for the Victor story. Working on that. Jane called and I think I will go visit the second week in August.

Business dinner at 5:30.

Day 2 haven't written anything.
What in God's name am I doing with my Life??????????????

The Long Hot Summer

Picking peas, making pickles and pulling weeds are the hallmark of my latest endeavours. I've written some poetry and letters, but that's a puny record for someone who planned on finishing the first draft of my latest attempt or rather another novel in a long string of stories sitting around in this office.
Time is the killer. And speaking of time can we make it visiable, only by doing something tangible holding a manuscript in my hands would do nicely.
My goal is to write every day.. something if only another note to myself.