Today I am Like a Ghost on my Own Blog

I’m working on what I’m told is my absolute final chance for any edits, changes or corrections to my book.

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.