I've been seized by the getting-into-a-new-book phenomenon of MAKING SPACE FOR THE NEW PROJECT.
This is quite a strong urge. I liken it to what pregnant women do in getting a house ready.
So I just walked into my office with a treasure that took me many stores to find: a cabinet of the sort that's used for filing mail for the different people in a small business. There are 24 boxes in this rectangle, each slightly larger than an 8 1/2 by 11 sheet of paper, and it cost $8.99 at the Goodwill. Please note the photo to the right.
This is where I'm now going to file the notes for the various chapters of the biography I've begun researching: of an obscure but weirdly fascinating painter of the early 20th century. Right now about 30 pounds of notes are piled up in one drawer, which is about to become impossible for finding anything in.
In a few minutes, I'm going to get this item dusted off, glue some felt pad to the bottom so I can get the envelopes out from under it and not scratch the floor. Then start sorting by chapter and topic. At that point, I will know that this new book is WELL AND TRULY LAUNCHED.
(I also intend to get a new trash can: one with a lid on it, so that I'm not looking down into my trash all day.)
These things are not frivolous and they're not procrastination. For me, they're essential to move into this next stage.
2 comments:
I love your placement of the new book's nest - it's the hearth of the home! What a perfect place for it to take shape.
Thanks. I was kind of pleased with that too.
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