Monday, June 19, 2006

Emptiness

I have nothing of importance to report this morning.

Last Thursday I mailed 303 pages of a very disorganized draft of the memoir to freelance writer Tania Casselle for her review. Since then, I've been catching up on sleep, email, exercise, paperwork, reading and shopping. It feels like I'm on vacation.

I plan to write on Wednesday. Don't know yet what I'll write about. It doesn't matter. I just have to keep the pen moving so my mind and body don't forget what my heart knows, that I'm a writer.

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