Writing Retreat 2024 (2)

This morn­ing, I went out to Squir­rel Hills—about 10 min­utes’ dri­ve from the cab­in; I could prob­a­bly bike it—to watch a friend start off in a 40km race. After he was off, I took a few pho­tos, since I’d nev­er been to the Squir­rel Hills before. It seems like a nice lit­tle place.

This evening, after sup­per, I pulled my weird lit­tle Lens­ba­by lens out of its bag and snapped a few pho­tos in the last hour or so of daylight.

In between, I worked on the out­line of the sto­ry I’m work­ing on this week, clean­ing it up and refresh­ing my mem­o­ry on the large-scale struc­ture I’m hop­ing for. I think I even have an end­ing for it now, which is nice^[1]The end­ing isn’t nec­es­sar­i­ly nice, but it’s nice to have an end­ing, a tar­get I can aim at..

And now, since the sky is clear and the fore­cast does­n’t look promis­ing for the rest of the week, I’m about to stay up late and try for some Milky Way pho­tos. Don’t wait up!

Inter­est­ed in prints of my pho­tos? Let me know, and we can work some­thing out.