Enga mellom fjella

That final push...

...not quite yet.

ME:

My chapbook is overdue but not willing to be birthed quite yet.

I did do final edits on the 22 pieces of prose.

They are highlighted in maroon here:

http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1927354-This-and-every-November-te...

The acknowledgements, cento et cetera still need to be looked over and the final order decided upon.

The cover? Don't ask.

Printing?

Double don't don't...

So. It's v.e.r.y s...l...o...w...l...y coming together.

Last night I de-stressed by taking a patchouli bubble bath. Must say I need to do that more often. Yes, a shower gets one "cleaner" but soaking loosens up dead skin et cetera.

Plus I got to read a few more pages of the book I've been reading. I never take an important book into the bathroom. A paperback romance? Why not.

Anyhoo... the book, my legs, the three shirts and one pair of pants... all survived the experience. I didn't get to sleep until midnight.

Woke up at 07:39 wondering why my alarm hadn't gone off... it went off one minute later. (I'm trying to get up earlier as Costa Rica is one hour ahead and I normally try to be up by 7 am there; 6 am here. Winter in Montana? I could sleep in past 10 ... and have.)

Now. For that final push ... push ... PUSH.

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