More apocalypse, less angst
realized this morning i was sick of traveling always with a backpack and a gym bag crammed full and bought a small red carry-on suitcase on my coffee-break. i also bought an additional piece that fits on top for extra bits and pieces that don’t belong in the suitcase proper. now i really look like someone on the road for work and i don’t have to carry every single thing i own on my shoulder or my back.
just repacked my bag for prince rupert on the floor of my cubicle – ready to go this afternoon – though i still haven’t decided whether or not to go airporter or cab, nor have i really nailed down when i am leaving or what paperwork and software i need to take. disorganized? yes, a little these days. i used to be really uptight about the details of travel but more and more i find myself glancing at itineraries and figuring out options last minute rather than putting any energy there beforehand. realized yesterday there is a deadline looming to book my ticket to toronto for union convention and still haven’t decided whether i’m going to tack a couple of days on to visit friends or not.
hoping to get some writing done this week while i’m away, having been taken away from my latest project for too long and wanting to force myself back into it. funny how much i hate the process of writing until i’m in the midst of it. apparently this is not uncommon among many authors out there, the discovery of which made me feel better. i used to think that because i did not *love* the act of writing, i could never write a book – that those who were published had somehow made work feel like play, and i was failing in not being able to transcend that barrier. apparently it’s not over for me yet.
(phew! i really didn’t want to give up that dream of one day publishing a book or more).
spoke with darren last night, he’s bored but fine. turns out there’s a prisoner-service we might be able to use to circumvent t-netix that will make my phone calls a lot cheaper and allow other people to set up accounts for him to to call them. i need to do some more research on this, but this is the type of thing prison-support organizations need to be telling people’s families and support groups! i’m thinking of writing (with the input of others) a prisoner-support group tips sheet that can be used for future folks trying to get support cttes together as i’m realizing what seems second-nature to some people is brand new to others (and wow, is the system ever confusing).
will write from rupert, touching down tonight.