Some guys should never wear shirts; they look so good with their smooth skin and rippling muscles. That’s how I feel about the two young men whose photos I’ve posted here this morning. Yummm …..
I’ve just finished my morning writing session. At my editor’s suggestion, I added a new chapter to my Young Adult novel, which takes place in the mid-1960’s. I wrote about the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, an especially traumatic event for those of us who lived at that time. I remember exactly where I was and just how I felt when I heard the news, back in November 1963. Our school principal made the announcement over the intercom system, shortly after lunch. It seemed like the world had come to an end. I can’t say re-living those events this morning mad me feel too good.
Okay, on to more cheerful matters. My boyfriend has the day off. In a few minutes, we’ll hop in the Element to grab a quick lunch at Subway. (How fancy ….) Then we’ll play a round of golf at a municipal course in the city. Outside the air is damp and still, and the sky is overcast, all of which is good. The clouds will keep the temperature bearable while we play.
I’m not sure what’s in store for the evening. I’ll grill a steak over charcoal for our dinner, and maybe we’ll visit the shore to watch sunset with our neighbors before we dine.
I received a comment from a guy named Steve who dwells in Houston, TX. He said, “I just finished reading your novel, Loving Samuel, and I have to tell you it’s a good book. I saw so much of myself in Nick because I grew up with domestic violence as a kid. It made it hard for me to get close to another guy when I became an adult. After a lot of counseling, I overcame my fear of emotional attachment, and now I’m sharing life with my wonderful partner. Congratulations on a fine piece of writing.”
Wow, what a nice thing to hear, Steve. There’s a part of me in Nick, as well, so I can relate to your situation. I’m glad to hear you haven’t let your family’s troubles keep you from happiness as an adult.
Have a nice Friday, everyone.