Finished Dante’s Inferno, but still no breakthrough with my writing assignments.  Like a Berlin Wall of grayness that I can’t seem to take a sledgehammer to.  Running late now for work, but I did find Natalie Goldberg’s “Writing Down the Bones” buried in my formidable pile of must read/when I get to it/maybe never books.  I read the preface, intro, and skimmed through the rest.  I will be back for more.  In the meantime it’s off to the F train.  Post-Inferno, the next book on deck is the U.S. Constitution.  In College, I had that puppy memorized, but the poly-sci section of my brain is in need of a good dusting.