mia loves henry miller
Letter 15 – Summer Heat, Northern Lights, and Sex by Duluth’s Fresh Water Sea
12/18/2011 – 11:01 a.m.
“Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.” –Henry Miller
Dear Henry Miller,
Mr. C has to work today. He had to work all day yesterday as well. Mr. B is also busy with work – writing the outline for his new book, and spending some quality time with his wife. I have the day to myself to write and clean the house (writing-Yay! Cleaning bleh!) I’m having my large family come for Christmas Eve Dinner. I still have much to do. I have no clue as to where I will place them all inside my tiny, 1940’s style home. I was teasing Mr. C, this morning, that I was going to walk to the nearby dollar store and buy some garland to drape on the fireplace. He practically puked. I chuckled at his response, which was predictable. Mr. C is a Scrooge as well. We are a match made in Heaven. Continue reading
mia loves henry miller 