To sleep, perchance to dream! Yes, indeedy!

I got everything off to the director that he needed from me, except a current professional photo. Not sure what to do about that since I’ve only used selfies for the last several years.

But anyway. Off it all went.

For some reason, I started yet another segment of Girl in the Night: Erotic Love Letters to the Muse today. It is not Letter #4 because, for some reason, it came to me that between every few Letters, there will be a sort of Litany (definition here if you’re not Christian). Only it will be erotic, not liturgical. Although it will follow a liturgical format. And only be about one page long.

Litany (One) is titled: “For His Mercy Endures Forever.” It seems like it is going to have something to do with fellatio but I’m not really sure about that…. Anyway. So I began working on that out of the blue today.

And thank you to everyone who is going over to read the new segment of In the Shadow of Narcissa, over at Edge of Humanity Magazine. I appreciate it. (Over there, the segment is titled “It’s for the Mice”/Memories of My Grandmother)

And here are some old photos that are kind of related to that whole thing, if you’re keeping up on it.

My grandmother took this photo of me and my adoptive brother outside the Cleveland Art Museum in 1963. (In front of Rodin’s The Thinker. I always loved that sculpture.) We look so formal, don’t we?

Me, very soon after I was adopted in 1960. My adoptive mother is 28 years old here.

Okay, gang. I’m just beat. I’ve actually had a cold for the last couple days and I am seriously tired of coughing my head off. I think I’m gonna go to bed now.

Sweet dreams, gang!! See ya.