Haven’t felt this productive and accomplished in some time. Writings for clients, done and posted. My check book, BALANCED. Bills, paid. I’m feeling very much even this afternoon and now I reward myself with some freeness in writing time. Just remembered I have two more checks to write but no matter, I can very much handle it. Have to return to my 3 pages a day, and I will, soon as my schedule in me settles. Still have to grade Summer papers and prep for Fall, as well as gather the collected poems I put together. Yes, a lot on the writer’s plate, but that’s how he wants it. And now, here in this quiet house I very much have to take advantage of my moment at this desk in the Autumn Walk study. Planner on left, mapping out the morrow.. going out with Glenn tomorrow night at midnight and picking the Old Camp Vineyard at midnight till 2. Can’t even gather how excited I am about this dark pick, haven’t done such since 2012 when at that other place. But this will be all the more resplendent and memorable, 1, as it’s Pinot Noir, and, 2, with a man I greatly respect. Didn’t spend that much time with Glenn today but just in the short time we walked the Old Camp lots and had coffee and the place.. what’s it called….. Blue Beagle in North-North Santa Rosa, I ingested more knowledge of the harvest and this vintage and what it’s like to be one fully living as a self-employed and sustaining wine business figure.
3PM exactly, Alice scheduled to meet me here at 4 to leave and get little Kerouac before his swim lessons. So much to organize.. already scribbling items on the calendar for morrow, not putting on this goddamn laptop’s datebook as I don’t trust this app or laptop as far as I wish I could throw it. Busy, busy.. self-employed, love it.. had the chance to visit and old friend, Sophie, at her new base at a RRV winery on Olivette Road. Bought one Pinot. Can I write that off? Poems, don’t forget to type those poems, especially those three you wrote the last days of class– see? I’m mad with how busy I am, but again I love it more than I can here convey. So full of vision and life and in no time I’ll be on the Road, traveling and writing and bringing stories and presents home for my babies. And wife. Just as Mom and Dad used to when they flew for the airline.
What else can I get done in this efficiency spree? Sent a sample and a revision to a prospect, and this one seems to be testing me, but I could be wrong. I should here today whether or not I’ll be let on to her project. Hope she contacts me soon, as there’s little space left on my calendar. And in the end, really, I’m the one making the call. Empowered writer, writing books, running a business, and his blog, and running (11.1 miles yesterday I think was the final count), teaching 3 classes, and .. what else? Sure there’s something else in their, in here, in this room with and somewhere on this desk in or atop or under one of the piles.