fresher winds

Finally got caught up on my sleep.

This is a good thing.

Been writing (caught an inspiration wave...) which is actually a pain, as I am in the middle of a book edit and when the venom is upon me, I have to go to it. So, I'm just going to write until the life drains out the pen and I can get back to the edits.

Troubled dreams last night, but good ones, full of complex resolve and colourful, evocative images. Life is good.

Inspiration in a woman's eyes: Proof of a benign and loving God.