As some of you know, I am not writing on Facebook for now. In fact, I am writing less than I have in a long time. The simple reason is that I have been doing this for 15 years and it is time for me to reboot myself. I have been advised to give to myself first. So less online time for me.
As far as books are concerned, I am at work on a new one. When it will be finished is anyone’s guess. Sometimes I enjoy working on it, but most of the time it is uphill all the way. To write in the moment is unfettered joy. To put a book together is mostly hell. And to sell one is even worse. So I pick up the threads and weave essays together when I feel in the mood. Yesterday was a great day for it, so I was quite optimistic.
I want to give my readers the feeling of intimacy and immediacy when they read a book of mine. Lord knows they come straight from the horse’s mouth. More than that, I cannot say.
I made my weekly trip to the grocery today. Just had a cup of coffee with half a slice of German Chocolate cake. So good it defies description. So good I licked the fork and as a vain afterthought, licked the plate. Tonight it will be fresh salmon.
Rob helped me straighten out some technical issues. My caller I.D. was on the fritz; turns out it needed new batteries. And then he showed me how to find the Enter key on my Roku remote. It is nice to be at the age where you are legitimately stumped by technology. But don’t underestimate me, I have grown far deeper and richer in other areas. No, not my waistline, silly. I know more and more about how little I know or even need to know. My intuitive powers are increasing and my ability to trust my own estimation of things.
Here is the bottom line about being online. Real life never happens at the keyboard. It only seems to. In fact, real life is real love and that is how it should be forever and ever, amen.