This alien loony computer doesn't have video capability. Maybe this should be a words only entry. After all, the novel is not going to have videos or pictures or multimedia performance art. OMG. "Can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again."
Sure enough, driving through Sterling, CO, the bank clock thermometer blinked 103. Hot and dry. Loons cannot survive here. But the wheat fields are turning from bright green to yellow. They are a beautiful chartreuse, the color of lies. That's just what the color wheel says.
So, no loons, just lunacy. Wheat the color of lies. And a novel that refuses to be written.
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