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When the cat sits in the window, attention angled downward, and tries to push her head through the screen into the outer world, I always wonder what she sees out there: another cat? A bird? If I get too close to her she'll squall. Last night she was behaving oddly, rocketing off the bed and darting around the house and sleeping most of the night in an undisclosed location; then at four in the morning we had an earthquake. My framed Ulysses poster fell off the wall and shattered, but I’m the kind of guy who keeps a spare framed Ulysses poster in the basement.

I’m supposed to deploy an update to my mining-company Windows app today. I made a lot of promises this summer. But the summer weather is keeping its promises, so I will have to somehow keep mine. I’m not sure that I portioned off enough cranial capacity for the novel; it needs room to grow by itself in the idle hours, otherwise when I sit down with Microsoft Word in the morning I find that nothing has moved. For a couple of weeks I’ve been tugging at the same knot—I think it might finally be loosening.

 

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