Musings for Tuesday, March 1, 2016: A late start to the day
Hey, there, Constant Reader. It’s 6:05 p.m. EST on a warm March Tuesday in Miami, Florida. I’m off to a slow start with my writing; I had a few important errands to run and I didn’t get home until 1:00. I ate a late lunch at a Cuban restaurant; it was delicious, but I think that the huge tortilla with potatoes and fried sweet plantains has made me feel sleepy and a little lethargic. I probably should be taking a nap now, but then I’d be up all night. Then tomorrow I’d feel the same level of tiredness and lack of concentration, and that would suck big-time. So, here I am in my new study, tap-tap-tapping away on my keyboard and trying to get my little gray cells up and running so I can write. As I said in an earlier blog entry, the Muses Thalia (comedy), Melpomene (tragedy), Erato (love poetry) and Calliope (epic poetry) aren’t picky about what I write; they only care if I write. Anyway, it’s a bit late in the day to write a review for Examiner; I have several of those on my to