Had a slice of pizza, merci beaucoup, and a little cranberry tea in the kitchen, then went to M.'s cafe and had a drink while writing more chapter 14 passages in my notebook. A quiet Sunday night.

Home now, and will resume writing in bed using my Virginia Woolf writing tablet with an antique ink bottle holder. Antique dealer Gerry Esposo had one of his workers make it for me ten years ago, and I love using it. I use it sometimes in public, and, people stare.