One of the sweetest emails I've ever received was from Marrije who wrote that she was happy that I'd been posting again, and that it was five years ago when she first read about NaNoWriMo on my blog, which she is doing again this year, and that she has been devotedly reading my blog ever since, in times of feast and time of skinny, never-posting famine. Which is exactly what I needed to hear when I started blogging again. Thank you Marrije, really really really.

I never successfully completed a NaNoWriMo -- but Marrije's email has gotten me off my duff again. One of the things I realized is that writing -- even blog writing -- keeps me centered in a way that I don't manage to do any other way. I've been scattered, doing too much, never feeling on top of things, vaguely panicked that I'm forgetting something, but writing is slow and laborious thinking work that makes me focus myself in a way I don't do often these days. So I'm going to do some writing this month. I'm excited and apprehensive. If anything good comes of it, I'll post it here.

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