Day 7. You may begin to feel a bit lop-sided, what with writing and the heat pouring out of the sky. The day felt like a furnace. Your heart is a dull flame. You keep churning out words. You’d become hardened to this ritual. This repetition. What will save you? Something rings in your ear. What? You’ve discovered something. Well if you haven’t you ought to. Robert Brewer would have you tell us what you discovered. I mean, it doesn’t have to be a big thing. You don’t even have to say what you discovered, I swear.