In honor of the running of the llamas in Sun City, Arizona, today, I revised.


Who can resist images like this? Look at those llamas, just wanting to be free. And off they went.

Today I needed to divert myself from a whole bunch of real world stuff, and I couldn’t take off running like the llamas. So I did my active fleeing into the revisions of my second chapter. For a few hours I got to write about four American women heading off to exciting new lives in the Philippine Islands. That was pretty fun.

A good day, for not being a llama.