It’s been cloudy all day, and everyone seems to be in a hostile mood. That’s what happens when New Mexicans are starved of the sun. They also use it as an excuse to skip work or school if that’s an option. Let’s be honest: I call this a Roswell journal, but I have lost the plot on what is going on around town. I got nothing.
Actually, I do: the Community Little Theater is running Jeeves in Bloom on the 11th, 12th,* 17th, 18th and 19th of April at 7:30 PM. I will probably go. Not only do I love theater, but I love Wodehouse’s comedy. He is one of my comic inspirations. Just wait until my next book if you want to experience all the bizarre hijinx my characters will become involved in. Meanwhile, read Jeeves and Wooster stories. I’m not really aligning myself with the master comedy author. Yes, I am, because I’m full of contradictions today. Yes. No. Okay, whatever. I’m hostile because it’s cloudy and I’m tired, and even being at the laundromat isn’t fixing my mood.
*Yes, I started this post at around 2 PM yesterday but had evening plans and was not able to finish it…until late Sunday evening. That is, I simply chopped the unfinished last two paragraphs of the post and decided to leave it here. Finis.
Jill Domschot 