my dear friends,

I know I am behind on this endeavor, as many of you point out on a daily basis.

I am sort of overwhelmed by how much I have to share, and I'm not exactly sure the form in which to share it. Poem? Prose? Picture? Vignette? Well,

regardless, it's bed time (according to me and according to Elissa on skype, and she's usually right about bed time), so I'll just leave you hanging for a little bit longer while I get my bearings.

...But that doesn't really seem fair. In the last few weeks I have been to Auburn, Tulsa, and Macon. I had a birthday. I read the most beautiful book of short stories I have ever read (Memory Wall by Anthony Doerr). Saturday I am off to Hattiesburg, next Wednesday to the great state of Texas, and then to Hot Springs.

I have been taking notes and talking and doing a lot of thinking. I guess because I have been thinking a lot, it feels like I have been blogging. Or something like that.

So, the point? More later, more always later.

Love Always,
Claire