Then going to rest for a bit. Need to collect, breathe for an hour or so…
Then, back in this chair. Drinking TONS of water… and 501 words of narrative, nonfiction. Writing about me, teaching, being an adjunct. The direction I’ve decided to take. Some of this is from recent advice from Mom, while another fix of it is from my own realization just now upstairs thinking… show the students this semester that THIS, what you’re doing right now in front of them–or now online, in the covid cloud–is your topic. Writing, reading, talking, ideas, people.
The rest will confirm this direction.
Tired of my indecisiveness and inaction.
First word for the semester…. NOW.