First Day of Spring in New England
I have been avoiding the computer for months now, because I am trying to get a new book underway and I always do this longhand. When I am in this state of mind, the computer becomes a problem, a place of pitfalls and distractions. I go online as little as possible and the result is that although I am deeply immersed in a new world — let’s hope these ideas turn out to be a new book — I am a little isolated. My son is in France for a month and, although I miss him, it is a huge relief not to be driving him around everywhere. Today he is visiting the D Day beaches and Mont St. Michel which seems far preferable to being home with his nagging mother. We skyped last weekend and I could not help myself, “Have you been practicing?” I asked.