I finished Carrying Light yesterday, promising myself I would put it in a figurative drawer for some time before going back to it. (By ‘figurative’, I mean putting it in a file on my computer labeled ‘drawer’.) Instead, I woke up this morning and with a burning desire to read through it and maybe do a preliminary edit. I literally (i.e. figuratively) jumped out of bed with the intent to edit.

I wonder if I’m just not ready to let this story go, or if I just want to work on something (anything!) and I don’t have a next project yet. But today I’ll sit (figuratively) with the current story.