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Took a nosedive with my health yesterday and ended up sleeping for sixteen hours overnight.  Feel relatively better now.  Didn’t get any writing done yesterday, but woke up long enough, around midnight, to read a short story by Carson McCullers:  “A Tree –  A Rock –  A Cloud,” from The Ballad of the Sad Cafe and Other Stories (1951).

McCullers was an astounding writer from the American South, who tragically suffered depression, alcoholism and numerous strokes over her lifetime before dying in late 1967 after a brain hemorrhage.  She was 50.  I would highly recommend her story “The Ballad of the Sad Cafe.”

Earlier this week, I was cleaning up the barn and found some books to sell.  They were first edition hardbacks that at one time cost around $25.00 each.  All that most bookshops in Denver would pay for them was about 50 cents each.  The shop owners will in turn sell them…

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