I'm working on some small things in between, trying to decide what to devote all my energy towards next. Revise an old, possibly promising story? Outline the new one that exists only in my mind? Come up with something new altogether?
I've decided I'm in no state of mind to decide one way or another. So this week will be devoted to reading, reading, reading and spending as much time outside as possible. All that fresh air is good for creativity, the beach is lovely this time of year, and my garden has been begging me to give it a little more attention.
Here's a glimpse of what's on my shelf (I always read a few things at a time):
And here's what I've been doing outside:
|Digging in the sand|
|Making gardens for shore fairies!|
Oh, and watching Shakespeare! Outdoor Shakespeare at Edgerton Park in New Haven is a yearly tradition; Mark and I have been going together every year, with picnic dinners and plenty of friends, since before we were dating. This year's masterpiece was Macbeth. Sigh. The language is so brilliant, the plotting so perfect, the emotions so strong--and the Elm Shakepeare Company's masterful acting and staging brought the story wonderfully to life. They didn't allow photography, but here is a little preview video of theirs: