It might just be because it’s my first day back at work after a couple very long weekends, but I didn’t get any more Maugham read. Reading is hard thing to make time for sometimes. I miss taking the train and having tons of time to read. When I went to MFA school, cellphones still flipped and didn’t distract on the train. A laptop could–and could grab unprotected wifi at stops–but wasn’t compelling. I’ve never been a laptop person, not as a killing time device. Instead, I’d read. Or edit. It was awesome. Now I don’t even know what to do without having a huge safety bracket around reading, writing, editing.