Well friends, here is the plan. It’s good to have a plan.
On Sunday, I’m going to go to Meeting. I haven’t been to Meeting in a long time, but I feel a mighty need right now.
And then This Goddamned Book: If you’re not familiar, this book I’m writing is a book about an apocalyptic totalitarian regime, an empire ruling the remnant of a world that is very literally decaying to ash around them. It is a book about how people can learn to remake the world even when it looks its grimdarkest. It is a book about what happens when women get angry. It is a book about the phrase I have typed in all caps at the beginning of the draft, and taped across the top of my monitor: Hope at the end of the world. So tomorrow I’m going to get up and I’m going to resume writing the hell out of the rest of this goddamned book.
Tomorrow is coming, and there is work to be done. And some of that work is the stories we tell each other, the stories that will shape us. So let’s get up, and let’s get to work, and let’s tell good stories.
And friends, if you need a hug right now or a shoulder, if you are feeling real small and scared, I am here, and I will hold your hand.
I love you, friends. I’ll see you tomorrow.