Is it really stealing when you are able to connect to someone’s airport, say, at a coffee shop in Brooklyn, and they don’t have a password and so your built-in airport card allows you to check your email and post a blog? I mean, if they didn’t want you to use it, they would put a password on their account, right? I’m just sayin’.<\/p>\n
I’ve just finished another chapter in my book. I find I can’t write for more than a couple of hours every day, at least, not yet. I haven’t had more than a couple of hours until this week, and I’ve not been able to train myself to sit still for that amount of time.<\/p>\n
When I was up at the farm two weekends ago, one of the wonderful house guests was a Broadway playwright. I asked him about writing fiction, told him about my book, and asked if it was okay that I wasn’t sure how it was going to end. He said that some degree of mystery was good, but that I should quit writing every day only when there was a fresh, new, exciting idea to start with tomorrow. I’m writing about a weekend, and it is fictionalized fact, so I know where I’m going each day when I sit down to write. But the end is elusive to me, and I’m curious where both my life and this novel will take me.<\/p>\n
My innards feel markedly better today, enough that I went to my first yoga class in weeks, and I’m hanging around the neighborhood in hopes of looking at a new apartment. It is near 5th Ave here in the Slope, a duplex with a backyard and two separate, private floors. Sounds pretty cool to me, if certain other parts of my life fall into place.<\/p>\n
I’m ready, I feel, I’m ready for so many good things. This year has been humbling and hard, joyous and heartbreaking, and I’ve made some difficult decisions and recoveries, and I really feel like it’s time to turn a corner. I want to live an honest, present life, and I want to be treated with the same respect that I’m trying to give myself. That’s all. I’m ready to allow some good things to happen to me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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