A Good Week, a Good Time, a Good Reason to Hibernate

by Jody Feldman

For the last three days, I have neglected most of my email, I have not put on shoes, my dust bunnies are riding on dust horseback, and it’s just a great coincidence that the weather here looks like this and feels even worse.

I have been on winter writing hibernation. And this book—I’m calling it TSN for now—is taking me through a totally different process than I’ve ever used. The reason?  I don’t know if I’m smart enough to give this grand idea its due.

Yes, I’ve said this before. Yes, I’ve pulled it off. This time, though, I’m feeling it even more strongly, which is why I’ve been so slow to start. For the past couple months, the only real writing I’ve done shows in several thousand words of notes, thoughts, and strange meanderings in four computer documents. Plus there are these papers. 32 surfaces (purposefully blurry and swirly; don’t want to give anything away).

Lots of great ideas, but they don’t make up a book. This week, though, I got brave, I summoned energy, I found myself ready to charge out from the starting gate. And so I’m hibernating from the world and the cold and the snow, but I’m fully awake, excitedly alert in TSN’s town of Lower Mayze.