Quill

My pool keepeth me from writing. Damn the eighty degree weather that put me in the pool on three separate occations the other day! I should be writing! The ideas that ebb and flow in the mind of a writer are relentless. Ahh, but the pool calls to me. I'll write again when the sun sets...

Or now, while it rains and the house is quiet. As Stephen Markley said one of his teacher's said (or something) "Apply ass to chair."