I’ve heard that some staff members at Taft Camp object to these efforts I make to build a broad network of support in society. I don’t know why. This system goes by the name “corrections,” so logic suggests that all people who devote careers to corrections would encourage individuals who work hard to build and sustain strong community sponsorship. Sadly, it’s not the case.

Either way, I abide by prison rules and use my access to mail as a tool. Some prisoners ignore the powerful tool of the US mail, and that’s a shame, because mail represents one of the few rights we have, even protected by the Constitution. With mail, we can connect with society. I rely upon the mail as a vehicle to deliver at least 1,000 new words every day. Most flow to my manuscript, but once I complete that work, and writing it is work, I will resume more substantial blogging.

This morning I resumed my work at 1:40 am. Today I did not write so much new content, as I had to edit the very long chapter three. That editing job required eight hours, and I am grateful to my mentors Carol and Peggy, who provided the wonderful suggestions to strengthen my presentation. I’m proud of chapters one, two, and three in their current form. I will review the three chapters one more time, and instruct Carole to submit them to my literary agent on Friday, August 14^th.

I ran 10 miles this morning. That run boosts my tally to 2,102 miles over the past 237 days.

It’s now 4:15 in the afternoon. Readers may think me nuts, but this is the time I lie on my rack. I’m reading a book by Thomas Mann, and I’ll also read a few passages from The Book of Luke, and sleep before 5:30. That will give me many hours to rest for a productive morning of writing on chapter seven, a short run of three miles, and a magnificent visit I anticipate with my wife, the lovely Carole.

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