Oh dear. I am relaxed.

Now what happens?

I finished the book (and various edits) over a month ago and I have not yet plunged into my next big project. I’m not sitting on my thumbs, of course. I’m not built that way.

I’ve been reading for fun. Frivolous books; titles I’m not going to share. I’ve been taking more yoga classes than ever before. I’ve been having coffee with friends I haven’t seen in ages. I’ve been doing the email stuff: setting up the fall book events mostly. Responding to interesting queries from the Israeli Hebrew translator.

For creative fun, I’ve been writing a “revue” format/frame/show for the songs from Requited, the CD of original songs to which I contributed lyrics. (Music by composer Bert Seager.)

To hear the music, go to: http://cdbaby.com/cd/bertseager3

Writing for the stage and for music is now officially a passion/hobby. Don’t know if this will ever go anywhere (though I do think what I’m up to is commercially viable as well as meaningful and beautiful)but I need to be engaged in some creative project to be happy.

Sounds like a lot, but really, it’s not. Or maybe it’s just different. This is the longest period of time in memory that I haven’t been committed to the next book. The ideas are there… just not the oomph to write proposals and get up on that horse.

Instead, I feel … light! Uh, relaxed even.

I enter this posting from a quiet spot near the ocean, on a glorious sunny day, with no obligations. Though I do have to head back to the city later. And the dog will need another walk at some point …

But for now, I think I’ll go sit on the porch and read …