Workbook: April, 2016
- April 30, 2016: Reaching down to rummage blind...
- April 29, 2016: Mirrors.
- April 28, 2016: Wild hair, sometimes with chopsticks.
- April 27, 2016: I shoot the lighting for her.
- April 26, 2016: Thin little blonde at the bar...
- April 25, 2016: I admit to a certain discomfort...
- April 24, 2016: Sparks.
- April 23, 2016: Suzy Sorority snaps her gum and talks.
- April 22, 2016: She caught me looking...
- April 21, 2016: Flirty flight attendant, striking poses.
- April 20, 2016: Johnny Writer Dude, writing writerly writings.
- April 19, 2016: Shadow leading, thin, elbows out...
- April 18, 2016: Back from running.
- April 17, 2016: Weeny bones.
- April 16, 2016: Elixir of life.
- April 15, 2016: The maid was in the garden.
- April 14, 2016: It's good that they're closing.
- April 13, 2016: An old friend from your childhood neighborhood.
- April 12, 2016: The interchange is confusing.
- April 11, 2016: Below the radar.
- April 10, 2016: Toy languages for toy systems, and grossly overpaid.
- April 9, 2016: Bloodless pious face like a fellow going in to be a priest.
- April 8, 2016: Knew her eyes at once from the father.
- April 7, 2016: I believe, O Lord, help my unbelief.
- April 6, 2016: Semigrand open crocodile music hath jaws.
- April 5, 2016: Shrunken uncertain hand.
- April 4, 2016: You would have preferred the fighting parson who founded the protestant error.
- April 3, 2016: Beer beef battledog buybull businum barnum buggerum bishop.
- April 2, 2016: I promise never to disobey.
- April 1, 2016: He was a crotchety old fellow in the primary stage of drink.