I sat across from one of my oldest girlfriends at breakfast the other morning and when she asked how I was doing, my answer surprised me. Does that ever happen to you?
We had paid the bill already, we both had places to go, so I knew my answer had to be distilled. I said, “I’m feeling more clear than I have in a long time.”
Then I said, “Let me put it this way, if someone told me I had two years to live [I have no idea why I arbitrarily chose the number two], what I would want more than anything — more than travel, more than ideal-healthy-romantic love, more than anything else I can think of — what I want out of this life right now is that I want to write a collection of stories and essays I can be proud of.”
I’ve said that here before but there’s a difference between saying and doing. It’s time to do it — to demonstrate it.
So activity here at the blog will slow down. Which is okay. When you don’t see me here, you’ll know that I’m working every single day to demonstrate a writing life.
This includes more intentional reading, of course.
Today I read “Gesturing” by John Updike and had to mark it up with ball point applause. I enjoyed it so much. I don’t say that because the mistress in the story is a self-loving woman named Ruth.
I’ve paused on George R. R. Martin’s A Storm of Swords to read Amy Tan’s The Opposite of Fate. I’m sure George has plenty to teach me about storytelling, but Amy’s musings are especially helpful as I shape my daily routines as a focused writer.
No time to contrive an ending here & now . . . there’s work to be done.