gotta start pulling my weight. I have four horses to feed, and a fifth is on the way. And I want to do Part II of the Long Ride. But what? No ideas came to mind.
But then I saw an image—a hand holding playing cards. The message from the higher powers was this: I now have a handful of cards. I took the ball and then began to run with it. These cards represent the fruits of my recent efforts. We’ve finished the trip dispatches and are soon to do a slide show. And I’ve published a handful of articles about the trip. I’ve also rewritten a book proposal, and revised accompanying chapters. I now need to let agents and publishers know about all this, and as well, that the anthology that I just co-edited, Remembering Wendy Bishop: Composing ourselves as Writer-Teacher-Writers—has just been published.
All, if I act in a thoughtful manner, will lead to what I most want, publication and a job teaching creative nonfiction writing.
In the meantime, life ain’t too bad. I’ve struck a nice balance between my internal and external lives. I very much enjoy working with, and spending time with all the animals. This better roots me to this place, and to the life I’m now leading.
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