A word to the wise for would-be writers who haven't figured out this particular pitfall yet: it's an incredibly sedentary occupation. Exercise. And do it before you let yourself get as out of shape as I have. :-P
I forget how much I like apples. Good apples are hard to get in Vegas, and Macintoshes are an utter loss. But I got my paws on some Jonagolds that hadn't been carnuba waxed to within an inch of their lives, and they are crunchy and juicy and tart.
I actually wrote about a page and a half on the pony express story today. It will persist in coming in dribs and drabs.
And now I'm off to finish reading "Quarry."