05 December 2011
i have bought poster boards.
i repeat: I HAVE BOUGHT POSTER BOARDS.
that means nothing to you. because i haven't bought poster boards since i've had a blog. so you have to trust me when i say this is huge. this fact that i have forked over 99 cents x 4 (math! ugh!) and bought poster boards.
because i don't buy poster boards unless i'm ready to write. because only the absolute most important things are worthy of inclusion on a poster board.
and yes, thus far, i've been avoiding jackie to such an extent that- for all of my talk of writing book- i've not even bought the poster boards, which comprise the central component of the initiation of that writing.
but then out of nowhere, after high tea on saturday, everything fell into place. everything clicked. and for the first time in six years, i wanted to buy poster boards. and i really really wanted to write this damn book for real.
it's going to take 8 months.
i've known for the last 8 months that it was going to take 8 months.
so, yes, it has taken me 8 months to summon the courage to purchase poster boards. let's not dwell...
I HAVE BOUGHT POSTER BOARDS.
now, if only i knew what to write on them.
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