Midweek Notes from a Practicing Writer
Few things are as beautiful to a writer-reader as an empty bookcase, am I right?
My parents are downsizing, and so this bookcase arrived in my apartment yesterday.
The bookcase has been part of my parents’ lives longer than I have! It was their first big purchase as newlyweds. And yes, family lore holds that even as a baby, I was drawn to the bookcase. I loved being held up to look at (and touch) the books. (There is some evidence of this on home movies, and it’s pretty cute, if I say so myself.)
I have been looking forward to the bookcase’s arrival for quite some time, but now I’m daunted. Which books belong in THIS case? Which ones should I transfer from other shelves/cases? Which ones currently resting in stacks/piles belong here? There has to be a strategy somewhere, here.
ICYMI: My Latest Published Essay
In Other News
There’s lots going on, but not much that I can detail here quite yet. But it’s all pretty good stuff.
Yes, two poetry rejections came in this week, and there have been a couple of other project-related frustrations that shall remain unspecified here. Overall, though, I’m not complaining.
I hope that you’re all having a decent run these days, too.