It’s good to know that my work stoppage is actually part of a larger, fictional movement: “Novelists Strike Fails to Affect Nation Whatsoever.” OK, fine, I haven’t really stopped working — does this mean I’m out of the union? And, wait, is there a union? With benefits? Where do I sign up?
My novel has actually morphed a bit, into a rolling-POV monster of mid-sixties Kansan religious/military conflict. Hoo-hah! A barrel of fun. I’ll be working on it every day this week. Starting tomorrow.
Also starting soon: the NCAA tournament. Kansas plays Portland State at 9:25 a.m. (!!) on Thursday. I will not, I think, be getting up to see that game. I hope it goes well for the Jayhawks; I have picked them to win, which is certainly a curse. I’m going to open my traditional bracket competition over on either Yahoo or ESPN. If you want in, please let me know. The more the merrier — and the more opportunity you’ll have to mock me when all three of the schools with which I have some affiliation tank in the first round.
Kepkanation 