Last night Mighty Reader and I went to see Ed Viesturs read from his new book and talk about his experiences climbing the 14 highest mountains on Earth. It was pretty swell. Mighty Reader knows a lot about expedition climbing and the history of mountaineering, if you're wondering why we went. Anyway, Viesturs gave an interesting and engaging talk, showed lots of photos and told the story of his three attempts (and eventual success) to climb Annapurna, which he'd dreamed of climbing since he was a boy in Illinois. I will say that my favorite thing about Viesturs is that on his website he calls himself a "high altitude adventurer." I'm putting that on my business cards, I am. See if I don't. Though perhaps mine will say "Low altitude adventurer."
What's going on in my writing life right now is that I'm waiting to hear back from my agent about the manuscript I sent her a few days ago. I admit to some impatient fidgeting. I'm also officially procrastinating on the novel I'm allegedly currently writing. Possibly I've decided to take a break because I know the new one is going to be really hard to write and I just don't feel up to that level of concentrated effort just now. It's dark and cold and I'm sleepy all the time and have a strong urge to hibernate until springtime. Or to wrap myself in a blanket, drink cocoa and watch BTVS on DVD until springtime. In any case, a strong urge not to dive into another long writing project just now. Though I continue to think about the novel and I keep making notes and doing research reading. So who knows what I'm really doing?
What are you really doing?