September 17, 2003
The answer to my ending question yesterday turned out to be James Joyce. Dubliners, a favored re-read. Tried to run errands in between dropping off and picking up L.M. from an hour-long class, but ended up mostly sitting in traffic, thereby getting little of my intended done. But bumper-to-bumper, I developed the concept to a short-story I believe I will be able to complete and feel accomplished with. I am finally getting over my illness, but I hope recovered health doesn't jinx the loving and amiable euphoria L.M. and I have been immersed in while I've been clinging to malaise.