Wanting to be lightyears away this morning, I settled for going to Plaza Camino Real mall, which is as far north as I regularly go on mall wanderings. Of course, now that distance seems like a pittiance.
That mall has the perfect coffee place for writing--true, their coffee is very bad, but the place is spacious, reasonably quiet, and not usually crowded. It even has a computer and a cosy little bar facing out at the mall thoroughfare. I spent about five hours writing there to-day. I almost came back too late to feed the cat.
At the moment, I'm at my grandmother's. And I've just finished a new page of Doll Merchant.