No, but I would like to talk about my grandchildren.

That's the answer to the question, "Is your writing going well?" by the way.

But I digress! I am doing a swell job of

• reading.
  
• dog-walking.
• cooking with the vegetables God gave us.
• really enjoying the weather.
• giving a bottle to a tiny baby.
• getting smiles and kisses from the one-year-old grandson.
• did I mention reading?
• tracking every stupid bit of commentary about the election.
• obsessing about comments on Scotland daughter's blog about the election.
• thinking about the writing.

I had a dream that had fruit flies in it a couple of days ago. While, for the most part, fruit flies are almost always a negative, as in, Omg why are there so freaking many fruit flies? hanging around the peaches? Sweet Lord please save me from the fruit flies! In the dream, though--and I can't remember much of it--they were, I think, kind of beautiful. Kind of like these insects, catching the light over the Snake:



Maybe the flies in my dream were not so many or quite so busy, and definitely not as creepy (although I find this video also beautiful, but that's just me). But mind in motion, catching the light--not such bad metaphors for writing, actually.