We did a library visit. I amused myself by rereading some of A Wizard of Earthsea. This particular copy predated 1979. I think it was the original library printing.
If you want to feel like a rank amateur who should stop writing and take up ditch digging, read LeGuin.
Jenny is urging me to write a short-story based on the Peahen Academy for Crossed Genres this month. I could do it, but there's more story there than a short story will hold. It's got me thinking, but what I mostly think is that I'm not a good enough writer at this point to pull that off. The Peahen Academy would be a truly vicious, heartbreaking, and gut-wrenching story should I ever put pen to paper. In short, it would be a trigger warning bomb.