I fear the continuity edit on this thing.
It's demanding a less Gordon Lightfoot ending this time ("You know you'll never read that book again/because the ending's much too hard to take.") which I suppose is all to the good. And as I'm starting to see the 'new book' more than the 'old book' it's becoming less stultifying, because it's turning into a different story now instead of the story I've already told. And it's begging a sequel. Bastard. Guess I have to write Whiskey & Water after all.
Good workout day today--weights, some sort of belly dance/kickboxing fusion, some stretching and a hike up the foothills of Frenchman's Mountain, complete with an awesome view of the Las Vegas valley at dusk, with the lights coming on and the setting sun streaming through broken clouds over Mount Charleston. Boy, the valley is big. And flat. And full of housing developments.
Time to go put the pasta on.