Last night we went to Smoke, a Jazz Dinner club. Great New York summer night, clear, cool with a slight breeze and it just felt great to be alive. The music was really fabulous and I think next time we’ll order less fancy food. Some places do better with simple dishes and I think Smoke is probably that kind of place.
Today is a serious writing day. I do believe that the end of the novel is within my grasp and I’m serious about getting this thing to a first draft. Right now I have written about 360 pages and though I have a little over a year in the story yet to tell, I believe that I can do it in about another 100 pages.
