The Things We Know About

And trying to tend to them.

There’s still time to sign up for my May 9 workshop on WHY WE WRITE—you can do so through this Friday, May 8. You can register for it here. This workshop will be excellent prep for 1000 Words of Summer, which starts May 30 and runs through June 12. More about that here.

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Hi friends.

It’s a gray morning in Asheville though it has been lovely otherwise. It took me a few days to settle into the new home and now the schedule has resumed. Rise early, read, write. Coffee. Walk the dog.

What else? I haven’t been drinking but I’ve been eating lots of baked goods. I finished The Correspondent (sobbed at the end) and am onto On the Calculation of Volume. I liked this bit I read this morning:

Maybe my sentences are no more than repeated calls to an emergency hot line where no one answers the phone. Little attempts to leave a message for someone who never calls back.

Hopeless on the surface, but still there is want and desire inherent it. The possibility that it all might work out in the end.

Sometimes books really handle all the existential crises for us so we don’t have to have them ourselves.

Also I’ve been getting organized for 1000 Words and this weekend’s workshop. Tidying up. Locking in.

In my journal yesterday morning I wrote:

Don’t forget to think.

Don’t forget to be deep.

Don’t forget to say what you know. You have lived long enough that you know things by now.

This felt good to write. That I was still taking care of my artistic self in the midst of a lot of business matters. All our layers are important.