Hey, May, Whaddaya Say?

How is it possibly May? I am very much looking forward to the end of the semester, and even more looking forward to summer. I’m heading East to an artist’s residency on an island off the coast of Maine where I hope to finally, finally, friggin’ finally, finish my novel.

Meanwhile, I find that I am deep into the music catalogue of Prince, one of my all time faves. I can’t stand this all-too-common theme of rogue doctors and pained artists. It never ends well.