I’m eating a breakfast sandwich in a chain restaurant watching airplanes take off into a stretched, blue sky. I’m flying to Springfield, Missouri to meet with a few people and talk about some potential book projects. I don’t know if anything will come of it, but it’s another day I get to write for a living, another day I get to talk to people about stories, so it’s a good day.
Maile and Lucy returned last night from New York City where they spent the weekend walking around the city, shopping, and eating good food. I was sad to leave them so soon after they got home, but such is life. And it’s just for a few days.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the future of my writing. I feel a change of direction coming. A focusing. And perhaps a letting go of some things about writing that I really enjoy so that I can go even further in the areas that I love. I’m not sure. I’m waiting for clarity.
I think this trip to Springfield has come at a good time for me. A few quiet flights to think about where I’m at and where I’d like to be. A few quiet days with my uncle and aunt. Silence and solitude and space so often lead me to clarity.
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Release week for How to Use a Runaway Truck Ramp continues. Here are some of the places you can find out more about the book today:
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