November 22, 1981

I finished my story last night at 2:00 A.M. I typed during commercials of Sybil. I didn't like the way it turned out. It just left me feeling that it had a lot left to be desired. I mailed it to New York, with a self-addressed stamped enveloped. I was too tired to copy it. The way I mailed it at 5:30 this morning was quite dramatic. It was dark and cold out, and no cars were in sight.