I’m finally feeling that the light at the end of the tunnel is not the headlamp of the oncoming train, as the old joke goes. Although some things, like the speed bump in the survey plans at the day job, and my DH taking over my office (which is mostly okay, because I plan to transform another room into an office) mean it’s a two-steps forward, one-step back conga dance, the progress is still forward. The new office is slow to come together, but I will share a picture when I can.
Centrally, I am writing, both on scholarly stuff at work to gain coveted tenure, and more fun things outside the day job. Not surprisingly, priming the pump for the day job writing helps the fun writing and vice versa. This week carries a few bonuses, as we are closed on Monday, so I have an extra day off. Also, on Thursday, Shan Jeniah and I (and we hope, Eden Mabee) will go to New York to meet August McLaughlin, whom we met through WANA.
I’ve focussed on cleaning out the Augean stables at both places as well. It was stunning to find that we had stowed things on the top shelves in the kitchen two and a half years ago, that we had stopped seeing in that weird way that clutter becomes part of the landscape. It feels liberating to get of clutter, as many of you commented on an earlier post, and I’m having a lovely time dumping things.
I am clearing my mind as well, meditating first thing and last thing every day. One interesting benefit is that I am now remembering more of my dreams, and find fodder for emotions and descriptions, if not for plot. I sometimes become frustrated with the way my mind works. I tend to work on a lot of things on a rotating basis, so I have nothing to show for my work for a long time. Then, as if by magic, many things fall together at the same time, and a lot gets finished in the same day. I think some of it is tied to a fear of success, which Lena Corazon outlined very well in her post. Lots to think on there.
Writing the memoir has made me think about my life more than I have for a while, and although some of it is difficult, I’m glad that it is happening. I had some great comments on my last check-in, and hope to respond today or tomorrow, since several of you made me think–always a good thing!
So I enter September on a reflective note, which fits the shorter days. I hope the home stretch goes well for all of you. I hope to make the rounds of the ROWers, won’t you join me? The blog hop linky is here.