I Emerge

I emerged from the long dream that is the writing of a novel with a desire for freshly cut flowers. I brought them home. I cleaned the house and threw a tea party for friends. I sat with the accumulated papers, the magazines, and read. I ordered books, embraced their arrival. I said yes to a new opportunity and plunged in, heart first. I said yes to another opportunity, despite the fact (because of the fact?) that it will take me, on many days, to a city that is not my own.

And I said, N...