Dispatches, thoughts, and miscellanea from writer Jon Konrath

Atari, Taco Bell

Thought I was dead? I feel the same way sometimes.

I haven’t been writing for a few reasons, mostly apathy. I’ve also been trying to get the next 15 chapters of Summer Rain done before the end of the month, and I work on them during lunch. It doesn’t look like I’ll make it, but I have a lot done now.

Marie is visiting on Friday, for a week. It’s going to be cool and I can’t wait to see her again. All’s well there except for the fact that she doesn’t live in Seattle yet.

I’m very tired. I bought an Atari 2600. I want to go to Taco Bell, except I know it will make me sick. My throat’s a little sore, but I’m taking a bunch of vitamins and gargling salt water at night to keep from getting sicker. I need to clean my apartment, but maybe I won’t because I don’t think there’s anything I could do to scare Marie. I haven’t drank any soda all day.

That’s it for now. Maybe I’ll write more when I’m feeling creative.