I love the air shaft views in my bedroom. They just say “New York” to me. I imagine the view might get depressing on the lower floors, but on the top floor I have the combination of dark and sky. The best of both worlds.
So, I’m writing a proposal for my next book, about making up for the science education I lack. What stops me every time I start to work on this proposal is the realization that I will actually have to learn science.
I’m still scared I can’t. I’m trying to tell myself it will be an absorbing way to spend the next few years, and when I’m done I will have a better understanding of so many things.
AND, they say that learning staves off dementia and Alzheimers. HEY. Maybe I should pick a new career and write about learning how to do whatever it is I chose.
I started a Things I Want to Do list the other day, which included things I might write about:
– embed with military in Afghanistan and write about it.
– write about science.
– live in a different city for a while.
– See: Alaska, India, Scotland, and take a tour of obscure, barely inhabited islands.
– Places I’d like to work: the Medical Examiners Office, New York Public Library, Municipal Archives, National Archives.
Oh, I just remembered another idea I was toying with, when I realized I didn’t want to do anything that meant leaving the cats behind, something to do with exploring New York, but it’s not very full formed yet, so I want to wait before posting about it.