50ºF, clear skies: internet is back after deciding hell no during THE PROTEGE (solid, enjoyable - particularly the homage to THE BIG SLEEP's "sexy bookstore clerk" scene but with the sexy bookstore clerk being an assassin; would love to see Michael Keaton have a crack at Philip Marlow, actually); will finish later tonight... a general, pervasive frustration with writing fiction that I was going to discuss here but figured, in the process of writing the first half of this blub, that it's all about a lack of trust in my own process: need to figure out, then, what it will take for me to trust that process... checking continues for Salman Rushdie updates (definitely recommend his memoir of his life under the fatwa, JOSEPH ANTON)... great consideration being given to trying to buy a Steam Deck just so I can play SQUIRREL WITH A GUN whenever it blesses the world with its existence; also fuck tourists and their mopeds... in-lawn/more words/back to work/the day awaits.