Tuesday, November 25, 2008
I will take a day off from this. A day off to bask. A day off to enjoy all the pleasure of a sudden success after twenty years of slogging away at it. A day off to know that finally it might get just a little easier. I know that it will be hard. I have been around so long that I know about the moments of insecurity and frustration and exhaustion that will follow. I remember David Foster Wallace and I know that it is not over yet, but surely even Daid Foster Wallace had this one day of pure and unadulterated pleasure that he basked in, as I am basking.