Just now finished my to-do list for today’s work: write another chapter of The Glue Lagoon, finish Luke 5: 1-11 sermon, and access this blog. I think I’ve begun my next career or maybe I should say occupation or even the vocation, writing, that will carry me (or am I carrying it?) well into my dotage. Maybe this work will keep me from getting as dotty as I might without it. I hope.
Several years ago I bought writer’s software, a program called Scrivener. I’m using it to write fresh material and compile and edit old. I have done enough writing over the past decades that I have enough for several books. For example, I discovered I have 44,000 words of letters I wrote from Jerusalem. That’s sufficient for a small book. I haven’t compiled letters from India yet, but am guessing I have even more. I started several projects when I last used this blog, over a decade ago, now, that continue to excite me. As I mine the archives, including this blog, I’ll collect material for these and other projects, both new and old. I intend daily work, available for any mood or motivation level: writing new material, editing old, or simply cutting and pasting from dusty documents in the stacks, both in journals and virtual, to the software.
I intend this blog, for now, to be a meta-journal, writing about writing. Unlike unconsummated forays back to writing over the last ten years, I now have goals, long-term and daily. And motivation. I intend writing 20 hours each week, and for this meta-journal to be a short and sweet, lightly-edited account and reflection.