Final-final, Final read-through?

Up again, thanks to enthusiastic drivers honking their way to a wedding.

Got up earlier and started yet another read-through of the story parts but the need for sleep took over. Therefore, the Final-final, Final mentioned above: will happen later. At this point, the characters feel like a bunch of visitors you’ve spent a lot of time with and wouldn’t mind missing for a while.

Plus, an anecdote a street artist told me yesterday and an invitation to use someone’s house on the Greek island of Skyros for… seventy euro (month). Both notions playing havoc with my concentration, the first as a kernel around which to fashion a new story; the second for nothing other than the obvious appeal of seeing Greece again and waking to the sight and sound of the sea.

Meanwhile: street festival, day 2. And the intriguing business of circumstantial magic, as told to me by a stilt-walker.