Letting the Book Show You the Way

I have found the time, after too much time, to look back over the 186 pages of the novel-in-progress I had been writing before edits of other books came in, and client work, and a mini-house makeover (paint, the excision of cob webs, the scrubbing of a deck, the lightening of closets). I sat there, yesterday and early today, on the living room couch, and I read.

The proper foundation, I have discovered, has been laid.

It is time to take the book forward, to see, as E.L. Doctorow in this wonder...