The body needs sustenance, and this morning I am ingesting a popsicle while I write this. I credit any personal growth in my writing (ha!) to my work on getting in touch with my circadian rhythm. But for one to eat, one must cook -- or at least hunt/gather. Fortunately we live in a society with an abundance of food preservation technology!

And with technology, comes learning. With repetition, proficiency, then craft... frequently trade, and sometimes art. I'm told that serious cooking school students spend the entire first month on eggs. Break a few, make an omelette. Lather, rinse, repeat. Can I learn to do that with my writing? Can you?

Over the next two weeks, I'm going to work on starting more drafts (easy). But also sharing more drafts (still not hard!), as well as abandoning more drafts (😬) with intent.