… from that unpleasant image, I would just like to inform you that while having had a melancholic week trying to fathom the novel revisions required by my agent’s agents and feeling the need to meditate on the word poignant, while listening – inadvertently – to Rodrigues (which reminded me of being an undergraduate, listening to Rodrigues, and being poignant and melancholic pretty much for three whole years without let-up) at the Literature Cafe in Heidelberg yesterday, and having been depressed on the phone to at least three friends (I love you, you are good to me, thank you), the sun has come out in my life today – literally and figuratively – and I am feeling upbeat, inspired and happy.
I no longer feel the need to write long, Dickensian sentences.
I’m working on short ones.
Ones that are peppy.
Sunny, upbeat and full of potential.
Going for a walk now to look for signs of spring: