THE REMAINS OF THE DAY

Posted on July 18, 2012 by Lloydville

What a man looks like when’s just finished writing a 12,000-word novella, is drinking wine and listening to Bob Dylan’s Time Out Of Mind.

I’m going down the river,
Down to New Orleans.
They tell me everything is going to be all right
But I don’t know what all right even means.

And so it goes.

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6 thoughts on “THE REMAINS OF THE DAY”

Adrienne Parks on July 18, 2012 at 15:42 said:

CONGRATULATIONS! I can’t wait to read it!!!
- Lloydville on July 19, 2012 at 00:29 said:
  
  Adrienne, not sure if it’s done yet — probably not. But close.
Paul Zahl on July 18, 2012 at 19:53 said:

And I’ve just been down that river, again.
Hypnotic, delightful (and delicious), renewing,
and put us all in mind of … thee.
Saw a couple of “Swamp Hoydens”, too.
- Lloydville on July 19, 2012 at 00:29 said:
  
  Oh, those swamp hoydens!
Ted on July 31, 2012 at 19:23 said:

Congratulations! And I also wanted to say that I’ve enjoyed viewing the blog over the last couple of months.
- Lloydville on July 31, 2012 at 19:50 said:
  
  Thanks, Ted — so glad you’re enjoying the blog!

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