Start At The Beginning, Or How To Eat The Elephant

"There I stood, on a ladder six feet off the ground, barely able to breathe. It was blustery outside, and everything froze and crystallized in the cold as I fought to catch my breath. I had just smashed my thumb with the whacker-tacker while tacking up a vapor barrier by myself. Yesterday’s insulation was still under my skin, literally, and tears welled up in my eyes in that moment as my thumb expanded, got hot, and began to throb."

This is the first paragraph of the first draft of the book I mentioned yesterday.

By the time I am finished with this book, it may not remain the first paragraph, but for now, here it is.

One bite at a time, or, as Anne Lamott would say, bird by bird...

(and writers out there will recognize this blog post as a blatant avoidance tactic, but we won't talk too much about that...)

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