Writing Retreat 2024 (4)

Yes­ter­day’s big thing was a 20-km bike ride. I took my cam­era along and snapped a cou­ple pho­tos; the bison up above and the sign­posts below, which remind­ed me of the Wat­son Lake sign­posts we saw on our trip, decades ago, to Yukon.

I also fin­ished read­ing “The Meta­mor­pho­sis”, and it was, well, Kafkaesque^[1]As you’d expect..

Today’s plan: writ­ing some sec­tions of one of my sto­ries; read­ing some Blue­beard by Kurt Von­negut (I’m about 5 chap­ters in and he’s got some inter­est­ing things to say about art; I also won­der if Michael Swan­wick lift­ed a few names^[2]Like “Mintouch­i­an” and “Gre­go­ri­an”. from the book for char­ac­ters in his nov­el Sta­tions of the Tide), and prob­a­bly anoth­er bike ride, since the weath­er seems sim­i­lar to yes­ter­day. I need to inflate my bike’s rear tire, though, before I go.

And if it’s clear tonight, as the fore­cast sug­gests it should be, I think I’ll gath­er up my cam­eras and tripods and go find a big, open sky with a Milky Way or oth­er night­time delights.

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