In the spirit of the season, I’d like to present a list of thanksgiving.

My approach to NaNoWriMo—and, I expect, my writing approach going forward—has been what I call guerrilla writing.

Thoughts from the Dentist’s Chair, and other stories.

And, oh, but I do miss reading for pleasure.

I’m waiting for my therapist to send the Zoom link to start our session.

The check-tire light came on in my car yesterday while I was driving down the Grand Central.

This was the longest short week I’ve experienced in quite a while.

My reading time has not felt like my own for a little while now.

I know vacuuming isn’t always going to be a fix for combating negative thoughts, but I was glad to have it in my arsenal this week.

I enjoy being busy. I think I’m learning to thrive on it.

How many hours, how many pages, how many words.

The start of this week was a bit of a whirlwind.

I can’t quite untangle one emotion from another.

I finished one journal this week and started another one.

Slow down and think about what keeps you going.

Another week, same book not finished.

It kind of makes sense that I’m having trouble clearing the hurdle of the next book.

I finally got a library card!!

Did you read the spoilers even though I told you not to? Be honest.

Pay attention.