Man…Castle Rock was so, sooooooo good last week. One of the better episodes of television I’ve seen in a long, long time. Tense, scary, twisty, moving. Surprisingly moving. It had the Ho bawling next to me, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t elicit a dew drop or two from my own peepers.
You’re missing out if you’re not watching that show. It’s definitely had its ups and downs already…but “The Queen” was excellence. It was an episode crafted by someone who truly knows what they’re doing, at the peak of their abilities. It was masterful.
Run, don’t walk.
I failed at writing today. Alas. And I was reminded of something about myself that has pretty much always been true: I always, always need a recovery day after a trip out of town. It’s just the truth. And I should have remembered that.
So, that means I have my work cut out for me tomorrow. Lots of words to write. We’ll see how I do. I’ll be happy with 4,000. But I’d love to go more. We. Shall. See. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel on this draft. It’s there for the taking.
Wish me luck.
That’s all for tonight. It’s time for bed. Hold your loved ones close. These are the good days, the wonderful times.
Oh, and the A’s won a huge game tonight against the Astros. This fucking team.