recreating (445 words)

Not as fast as it might be, but eerie how it comes back, detail by detail. I thought I'd be writing more of this from scratch. I hope that having written another draft and some other stuff in between I am a better writer than I was when I first wrote this, but I don't know. I also hope that I get new insights, so the book isn't just a pale shadow of what I once wrote but a stronger one.

Cooked a turkey of our own yesterday. The nice fellow went charging up to the forest, too, because it was raining, and came back with a sackful of amanita muscarias and a coccora. Common Wisdom is amanita muscaria is poisonous. Well, Common Wisdom is as usually half right. Muscaria is as poisonous as acorns: you parboil them and they're pretty good. -- the nice fellow made cream soup with the mushrooms, and Zac brought a king bolete we ate broiled. And candy-cap cookies. and I had made walnut balls (not right: I need to find the real recipe) and apricot jam cookies and acorn squash pie which is pretty damned good. And Frank put the ailloli I made into the potato salad and that was good too.

So anyway, now we have too much food and I have to make corn fritters with the leftovers.

I want to write another five hundred words or so, but I'm not sure there are 500 more words to this part.

okay, that's done! (first vignette)

1125 for the day, 3129 for the vignette: just right.

Next: the second vignette: "The War is Over."

I'm writing these in the order in which they will appear in the book, not the order in which they chronologically happen.