I could tinker with this thing for ever.
I keep finding places where I worry, did I accurately represent what happened? Or this person?
Worse are the spots where I worry, did I write that or am I quoting someone and forgot to put in the quotation marks??
Then there are the parts where I think, good God you suck as a writer. And soon the whole world will know. (Hahaha. Like the whole world will read my book.) Can I fix that? Or do I suck too much to be able to fix that?
Anyway, I just now realized I’m hungry. So, I’m stopping to eat and maybe I should stop for the day.
What’s on TV? Anything good? Saturday night is not famously a good TV night. It would be if I was running the TV world.
I don’t remember which block this is exactly, somewhere downtown, around Wall Street, in the financial district, in the cavernous area I love so much. It has the best back-in-time feel down there. I could live there.