Saturday, 7 pm:
I drafted a post this morning and when I came to revise it just now, it was gone. It shouldn't have had any delusions that it was ready for the big world; a first draft is a gawky thing and rightfully unconfident. Nonetheless, this one has flown into the Maw of the Blogosphere.
I'm still intrigued by the idea that sparked it, and I've retrieved the shreds of morning pages from the recycling bin, so I hope to reconstruct the essay more tidily than I've reassembled the paper. Maybe I'll tackle it tomorrow. But not tonight.