I made it a goal this semester to complete a full first draft of my manuscript for the novel.   I started the semester with about fifty pages of material.  Decided to write ten pages a week.

Currently, I have about 160 novel pages total.  I’ve stuck to this 10-page-a-week goal so far; there are four weeks left to the semester.

I am not ashamed to say I struggle with sadness.  And need reminding that I can still make things.

2015 has been kind: January in San Francisco, March in New Orleans, April in Minneapolis.  And the novel, though it feels like a mess, is at least a mess with some kindly discernible edges.