Andy and Sauks have been trapped in a single room since Wednesday of last week. This coincides with nine straight days of cooking and cleaning on my part, with one more to go. Andy is getting fat and Sauks and I are getting fatter.
That’s the bad news. The good news is I’ve gotten a great start on a mystery called, tentatively, “Murder at Grey Duck.” This may be the best writing experience of my life as I just draw from day-to-day events for inspiration. The victim is based on an old boss of mine, and what could be sweeter than making him so unlikeable absolutely everyone is a suspect.
We’ve had some pretty winter mornings up here in the Arkansas Delta. Next week I head back to Houston and then on to Tampa for some balmier weather.