Village stuff has been occupying my head space for over a week now. So no progress on any front, except I finished the Year's Best. I've been going back through a re-reading my favorites (like Jeffery Ford's
Boatman's Holiday which holds up well after two readings).
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Reading is progress. It totally counts.
I made a deal with myself that every day I need to do something with writing. If I'm not putting words down (more than the notes I make) then I have to read. I need to reverse the percentage of writing to reading. Right now it's heavy on the reading side (and even that is much less than when I rode a bus to work).
That goes up and down, though. I've just come through a very, very dry spell for reading, though I was writing a lot. Now, I've kind of gone the other direction. I can't seem to strike a good balance very often or very consistently.
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