It is Sunday. The sun is shining and it is a scorching 75 degrees. Yesterday morning I went to the orientation for the Willamette Writers members who will be volunteering at next weekend's writer's conference. I'm very excited about it. I'm volunteering all three days, which I hadn't planned to do, having only signed up for two days, but Carol Doane's and Don Weston's silver tongues had me scratching out my name on that last spot on Sunday before I knew what was happening.
Right now I'm at the new Vancouver Library with my computer whirring on a table in the corner. It is quiet and peaceful and I have a view of downtown Vancouver. I deliberately chose a table on the side of the library without the river view, hoping I'd buckle down and do some writing.
I'll let you know how that goes.