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Danielle and Sean have dozed off on the couch. Puck (one of the cats) is asleep in the chair opposite me. (I don’t know where our other cat, Oberon, is, but he’s probably asleep, too.)

I can hear both Sean and Puck snoring.

There has been a lot of snoring going on around here, lately, or at least as much as we can achieve between feeding the boy and feeding ourselves and doing the laundry. Occasionally, when Sean won’t settle down, I sit with him and read what I can of my news feeds.

Literary news has been slow, and I haven’t stumbled on anything really elegantly written (too much campaign news).

Tom Wolfe got a new publisher.

I’m rereading The Watchmen.