20 February 2000
"God invented people because he loves stories."
"The day is short; the task is great; the workers are sluggish; the
wages are high; and the Master of the house is pressing."
-- Rabbinic saying
Today I feel there will never be enough time to tell the stories. I
hate this feeling.
And because we had eight inches of snow I didn't go up to
Boskone. And that makes me feel even worse because I missed the
opportunity of networking with other writers. And that makes me
feel I may be doomed to eternal oblivion...
I can hear Maynard G. Krebbs: "We're doomed, Dobe, doomed."
But what I need to cultivate is a little Zelda Gilroy...
Rats. I'm going to bed.
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