All my clothing is laundered, the cat has been given his medicine, and the house is stocked with paper towels, flats of water, tissues and fresh vegetables. The house is quiet and it is a cool, slightly foggy day -- my favorite kind.
It is now six months into my grand experiment and I have done one of the big things I set out to do. I have a good draft of my memoir and a plan for what I need to do with it.
So now what? I have a ton of ideas for new projects and one that has stepped forward from the others during my vacation as the thing I want to work on next. I have a few chapters that I started last year so it's not like I'm starting from scratch. But it feels like that anyway. The second part of my grand experiment now begins -- to see what happens when it's just me and my imagination in the room day after day; to see what happens when you get to do something you've said you always wanted to do.
I can't leave my office until I write a thousand words. No trips to the kitchen for tea, no checking of email. I can fiddle with my iPod and use the bathroom but that's it.
I'm so glad I needed to do a blog post before I could start.
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