The Hospital at Mora.

I've come (too slowly) to the most jarring part of the book yet. Adam has finally made it to Sweden from the hospital in France, only to be considered healthy by the hospital at Mora, and let out to Åsa's panic. After what seems a night or two he heads off to Paris again. He is obviously manic, by his own account as well. The hospital's main difficulty though is in dealing with Åsa, to them he is a bit flighty, but ever so charming, and ultimately healthy. He cleans his room thoroughly before going, taking all his photos from the wall with him, except that of Åsa- she's not coming.

Åsa the superego. Evidence of the illness. Reality. Flight from.

Presumably reality lies somewhere inbetween. I recall my own anger at being forced into hospitalization in Sweden. I perceived that my mother got a perverse joy from having me fixed in one place, and from organizing my social contacts.

I've been given a writer's residence for June here: www.cyberpunkapocalypse.com

Still waiting to hear back from three agents, so far three uninterested responses.

The writing is quick when I do it, but slow in doing. Spring is popping up with surprising consistency.