Friday the 13th musings. I’m not terribly superstitious. This is perhaps best illustrated in that it occurs to me just now that not only did 2009 have two Fridays the 13th, but we lost Sammy on the first one, which put Mike into a deadly downward spiral; he was gone by the second. This sad chapter, to be called Curse of the Black Cat Part Two, is outlined in my head. Lord knows it will be a tough one to write.
The agenda for this Friday the 13th is positive: a writer’s workshop followed by an evening at the opera with good friends.