Time has been wonderfully stretchy and bendy ever since. We had an early Christmas celebration with the kids, who spent the holiday with their dad, and that immediately put us out of step with the rest of the world in a way that felt freeing and invigorating. In the past, my partner and I have taken long camping road trips during the non-kid Christmases, but 2023 was a wild ride and we decided to stay put this year to relax and also to give the house a thorough clean out and clean up. Funnily enough, this little rental house, tucked into an obscure neighborhood in the south end of San Francisco, is now the place I’ve lived the longest in my life—eight years this coming November. I’m good at moving and was trained to it early; we lived in four cities across three states before I started first grade. My parents learned to move from their parents, all of whom seem to have been the restless black sheep of their families. My Papaw was the oldest of seven siblings in a family that had lived in High Point, North Carolina for generations. He left home at seventeen and lived in at least a dozen different places during his life—all over the South, but also stints in Michigan and Oregon. All of his siblings, and most of their kids and grandkids too, are still there in High Point. Moving is a lot of work—physical work but also emotional work, even when it’s just a move across town. I like the practice of touching each of my belongings and packing it away or letting it go. I like the ritual of saying a bittersweet goodbye to a place that has contained months or years of emotional highs and lows. I like the strange feeling of waking up for the first time in a new place. What I didn’t have was rituals for staying put, and that’s what it felt like we were inventing these past couple of weeks as we tore rooms apart and put them back together again. After finishing each room, we took a day off to just relax and enjoy its shiny newness. I feel rested and deeply refreshed, which was just what I wanted going into 2024. I also knew that I wanted this year to start slowly and gently after the roller-coaster of 2023. I don’t have any client work coming in until next week, and I won’t be in full gear with editing work until the last week of January. My primary focus over the next couple weeks is going to be turning the Novel Study blog post series into a book, and I’m going to use these emails to chronicle the editing and self-publishing process, step by step from revision to publication day. I’ll be back in your inbox on Sunday with a review of my preliminary steps—I’ve done about twenty hours of work on it through December, and it will be my major focus this coming week as I ease back into work mode and out of staycation mode. A couple exciting announcements before we get to our Thing of Joy:
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