UPDATE: There, it took a while but I can confirm the desk is indeed made of wood.
Running out of things to procrastinate over...
I've been looking at this mess on my desk for the better part of a week now (okay, several weeks). It's on the daily list of things to get to but, obviously, hasn't quite been accomplished. Today, for sure, after the farmer's market this morning.
Maybe.
The row of books is part of the research material for the current book project, The Fear Within, which has had me buried in the immediate postwar years. It's a fascinating era in which national fear of foreign enemies -- communists, in this case -- had a major impact on government policy and led to an erosion of basic civil rights.
Sound familiar?
Running out of things to procrastinate over...
I've been looking at this mess on my desk for the better part of a week now (okay, several weeks). It's on the daily list of things to get to but, obviously, hasn't quite been accomplished. Today, for sure, after the farmer's market this morning.
Maybe.
The row of books is part of the research material for the current book project, The Fear Within, which has had me buried in the immediate postwar years. It's a fascinating era in which national fear of foreign enemies -- communists, in this case -- had a major impact on government policy and led to an erosion of basic civil rights.
Sound familiar?