Proof

Just in case you didn't believe she's been writing, here's photographic evidence. There's a restaurant on Shankpainter Road called Chach. They have good food, and the peeps are noice as well. Good Eggs Benedict, passable coffee... (for all the Provincetown residents reading this, that was an attempt at irony, or more precisely a joke!! :-))

It's a terrible dilemma when just days away from what locals say is definitely, absolutely probably going to be snow... when she has some serious writing to get into and when the days keep ticking away... that the sun shines. She just has to go out in it! Believe me, when it does start to snow, she'll be holed up in that apartment, just dashing out to dance naked in the snowflakes from time to time... (for all the Provincetown residents reading this, she'll only do it in the dark and only for seconds at a time)

But look how good she is!!! She took me, her manuscript and a pen that works (the gal can really think sometimes...) and she edited pages 33 to 52 before heading off on the big walk (see next entry for details)

Look at the sunshine in this photo. It was so deliciously warm on the table in the corner she chose to sit at. As you can see, I couldn't resist and stretched out for a nap. Mmmmm.