Neile Graham (neile) wrote,
Neile Graham
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from Les Semaines, Sunday, January 20, 2008

In Which I Pose a Question With No Foreseeable Answer

I have a cold. Just Thursday I was thinking how Tamar had had the cold, Devin had had the cold, Jim had had the cold, but I had managed to dodge the bullet. Friday, I was sick.

Luckily, it's not a horrible cold. No fever, and I don't feel like I'm going to die. I just can't write. Or I think I can't write. Or I'm letting myself think I can't write.

Possibly because I haven't been sleeping well with the sneezing and the coughing. I keep waking myself up.

I've been doing a hell of a lot of reading, though. Inhaling young adult novels, mostly. Most of which are pretty darn good and a few of which aren't. I've bailed on a couple. I have 36 books out from the library right now, which is insane. I've been juggling which can be renewed and which have which due dates and all. It's been pretty funny, except I have a couple of books that I own that I haven't been able to read because of this passion for putting library books on hold that I seem to have. Time to stop soon.

The second check for my Canada Council grant arrived. I'm pleased with the progress I've made with the project thus far, but this arriving has made me realize that I need to figure out if I should do some more traveling to complete it. I know that I don't need to go back to Scotland however much I'd like to, and it's really expensive right now. I would like to go back to Haida Gwaii/The Queen Charlotte Islands, and Jim would really like to, but the longest I could get away would be for about two weeks, and six days of that would be eaten up with traveling there and back unless I can justifying spending the money to fly and rent a car. And just where would I need to go there?

Maybe it would be better to just do some west coast touring. Vancouver Island or the coast here again (holing up at Kalaloch sounds pretty damn good). I haven't been along the Sunshine Coast since I was a kid, and oddly enough I set one of the poems for the collection there. I'm not sure why, just did. So maybe I should go there.

It's hard to figure out what would really be helpful at this point.

Wherever I go, it has to have woods and sea and moss. There's plenty in any of these places.

So where is guaranteed to spark a dozen folkloric poems that I wouldn't have written had I not gone? There's a question. Ha!

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For what I've been listening to, reading (a *long* list this week), writing, and for selections from my old journal (well, still Jim's) see Les Semaines.
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