"It’s okay to wander. It’s okay to be lost. It’s okay to go slow." March 11, 2021 I’m always amazed at how much writing happens when not actually writing. For me that means while walking, or building a bunkhouse on our property, or trimming all the dogs’ nails, or vacuuming the house—often-mundane activities that demand focus but don’t carry the high stakes of actually sitting down in front of a computer or a piece of paper and creating something beautiful and moving. I find these tasks have a way of simultaneously focusing and freeing the mind. They demand a certain amount of analytical effort but provide enough space for digressive thought, a place where anything is possible, and fiction can emerge among the mists.