watching pointless television . . .

. . . and pondering the book. Baby is down for a nap and I could be writing, but the time is not yet right. I dislike this part of the writing process. The thinking part. In some ways it feels a bit like cheating or procrastination. But it is so close, with the research coming to an end, that I should not even worry. The writing part will come soon enough. Until then, I have the holidays to keep me busy! And then the move to Asheville . . . busy, busy, busy.