Life is certainly keeping me busy right now.
Please enjoy this photo of Hamlet lying in bed with a squeaky tennis ball while I am trying to write a heart wrenching scene between my female protagonist and her father.

He is normally a great writing buddy, sitting quietly next to me with a chew or taking a nap. But, today, all he wants to do is lay next to me chewing on his ball.
It’s not all Hamlet’s fault though. Between the squeaks all I have is this song playing in my head nearly nonstop.
Perhaps it is time for a break and a long walk…
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