Packing: Editing Your Life

November waits for no man. But… houses don’t pack themselves.

One of these days, I’m going to give a progress report that doesn’t involve “life got in the way”. One of these days, I’m gonna have a good string of weeks and make massive progress.

This is not that week.

I know, ‘real writers write’ and ‘make time’. Unfortunately, when you’re moving on your own, you can’t really delegate packing, because you’re also sorting and getting rid of everything you don’t treasure or use. You’re finding new homes for all the things. No one else can know exactly what you want and what has memories attached.

So, my progress this week doesn’t involve writing. But, I’ve packed a dining room (we call it the ‘pretentious room’), sorted my files and keepsake box, and packed my office. (I left out my computer and my Flip Dictionary, for those days I can still make writing progress.) Next is sorting my library.

I’ve already got 5 bags of things to donate.

I could throw everything I own into boxes, but it makes sense to only move what I actually want or need. I need a break from editing my novel so that I can edit my life.