The last time I published was July 1, the day before the first of my summer guests arrived. There followed two full months of hosting family — offspring and spouses and grandchildren — at our small cottage on a small lake in Rockford, MI. What a time we had. Between that and some summerlong grappling with my old nemesis, the Noonday Demon as it’s called, I didn’t write a word. The last of our visitors left on July 22 and, after easing my way back into normalcy, I finally resumed work on “Why Is This Here?” I’m glad my mind doesn’t freeze. The last installment saw Martin Major dancing in his memory with his baby son, then confronting his early dementia with his wife after a dinner. We pick up on him standing in the dining room.

Thanks so much for your patience.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s