Morning pages, kept mostly as they were written. Rougher than the essays, and truer for it.
Woke before the alarm again. Two pages before coffee, mostly about the fog coming in over the harbour and how it makes the cranes look like they’re thinking. Cut the whole passage about the meeting.
The essay wants to be shorter than I do. Tomas is right about the second section. Spent the morning removing adjectives and felt lighter for it.
Wrote on the ferry with the notebook braced against my knee. Nothing usable, which is not the same as nothing.