Meanwhile, in reality reality, I spent the day in meetings. I just now took a little time to do the minimal edits on Yellow Cat and The Man, and sent it back to Michael at the Friends of the Animal Center Foundation.
It’s just as well that I can’t make the reading on June 6th. Even now, I still cry when I read Toby’s story. I can well imagine breaking down in front of the assemblage. Nope, best to visit Aric and Kim as planned, and not think about it.
Tonight, dinner with Greg Frost and Denny Lynch, followed by a reception for Greg. It appears that Wiscon isn’t really over, but has relocated somewhere west for the moment.
Catherine
