Would That I Might

I am not certain what to write here tonight.  In all honesty, I just want to wrap it up and be done with my work for the night so I can get myself to bed.  I've been getting up early to help Melissa in the morning, and so my days have been pretty long the past week or so.  I am glad to do it and to support her work as an election official.  I have also been doing a lot more cooking and such at home while she's been working, trying to make it easy for her when she gets home by having dinner ready to go.  That wouldn't be such a big deal, but we still don't have a real kitchen at the moment, so I am doing almost everything in a toaster oven, and without any kind of stovetop.  Anyhow, I am tired and ready to wind down for the evening, now that I am done with my regular writing routine-.

I Have Not Returned to That Place, have not sat beneath those trees for a long while now.  I should go, should be there again, but I am not eager, not now: I know what was done, the changes.  Much is gone, so much torn away, thinned out.  The way it was, I did not fear things there. I had comfort in that place. Most of the time, I had comfort. But now, it does not seem the same. I am afraid of eyes and ears and judgements.  

I need to come up with a new prose project to begin writing so that I can shift my focus.  I have a few ideas that I might want to explore.  Until I figure out something new, I am afraid that I will keep working to add more to this piece.  It may well be that I have more to add on the subject, but I know that I want to focus on revising what I have and putting together a shorter piece on the subject.  It is difficult to focus on that when I am still working on writing about the topic as well.  I have a few ideas that might be good for me to focus on, and I did begin a bit of work on something a few weeks back that I might want to return to, or even just start again.  I think it might be that I will just write a little craft essay or maybe something a little more personal as opposed to digging in on another research heavy piece right away.

The Set-Up You have laid a trap for yourself, closed the door on resolution by opening two paths that both carry dissatisfaction. Perhaps, you have an idea, a way that will go beyond what is within the boundaries I think you have made yourself. I could be limited, could know too little. It will take time to find out, but right now, I have my predictions of the outcomes which are possible, the kinds of outcomes that are possible. It may be something else, yes. I hope that is the case, it would be so much better than what I am imagining.

I would like to figure out the end of this story I am writing.  I've had a sense that it is winding down, but I am not entirely certain where it will really end.  There are a few events that have been in the back of my head, images that I think will come to pass before it concludes, but I am not entirely sure, and even those events are not fully clear to me.  The main idea involves a large tree that was introduced early in the story, with it kind of becoming animate and interacting with the main character in some way.  I am not fully clear how or what that would entail, but I think it might be a necessary step towards a kind of resolution for the piece as a whole.  As I mentioned the other day, the current status in the story is very far from the normal world of the characters, and I am trying to figure out a way to reach a resolution that won't just leave it in a way that is just abrupt and random seeming.  I think there needs to be some concluding event t...

The Spark of It Was Enough, That is what made it and that can be had without more, with just that. It is not always so: it can take a great deal. There are many times when it is best to continue. It is more often that way, I find it is more often that way. It may not be everyone's experience. I can only say how it is for me, how I find it to be when I try. But even so, it is not one way, not with consistency.  One time it is this, the next, it is that. It is knowing which is which, recognizing the times  when it is just this that is needed and keeping from treating them the way you do when it would not be enough.

I finally have a printed copy of the prose that I have been working on and I should be able to begin working to edit it more easily.  I think the first real step is going to be just getting things broken up into various categories.  The first part of that process should not be too difficult to do, I don't think, as I can think of some fairly broad categories that should let me weed out a fair bit of material that can be put aside at least for the moment.  I expect it will take a lot of work to get what is there into a really orderly and cohesive format, but I have confidence that the material itself is good and will shine through in the end.  I am hoping that I have a bit of time to work on it tomorrow, but I am not certain if I will as I already have a pretty busy day.  Fortunately, I don't believe that I have much planned for Sunday.