Every Year

When I go back to school, every year it seems, someone asks me, did I get any writing done? I stare at them. What? Writing? What is it? Is summer over? Did I tell you I was going to write? I am writing right now!
As you can imagine, they don't get a very straightforward answer and they probably only cared politely anyway but still it makes me wonder, what did I do? If summer is marked by the number of cherries eaten, it is abundant but unverifiable. If it is marked by a bunch of words, well, at least it happened. I have it right here in my word doc.
I took a screen shot of the files I'd made over the summer. Sadly, "Thrift Store no China" and "Moocs" had no actual words written in the file but a file name is writing nonetheless. The rest of them have something in them. Some more than others.

So, in case you run into me in the hall and I strike a face of complete battiness and look like i'm trying to catch mosquitoes with my mouth, here is a list of filenames I wrote including the filename "Written so far this summer"

Written so far this summer

Tongue

Pig

Fiction Nonfiction

Thriftstores no china

Birthday Party Superfund

I Should write about small things

FGP Final Report

IV Bags

Tiny Pieces

NaU Quarterpage Ad

Nonfictio Bestseller SPD

Who is going to protect us now

Nonfiction authors

Utah and autism

Hard rain

There are only two inches left in

CV 3

Global warming blog

Walker, Nicole bio new

BG JT

Sustainability

You can choose what you remember

Sabbatical grants

The problem with abortion

Pen application

Writing projects

 Moocs

Bats

Sexa dn Castros and Elizabeth Smart

Newspaper blog contacts

Housesitting

New york times drinking in the 80’s

I met Michael Martone

Max’s Lunch

Metaphors about Food

Hypocrisy and Kindness

Wine dreams

Micro folder

Micropreemies with essays on the inside

My gallery is showing the cool kids

Micro query

Tiny Houses

Micrometaphor

Microspikes

Microfire

Microbladder

Neutrinos

Where Animals Folder

There are only trains and washing machines

Categorically 2

Where are the elephants

It does not matter who you marry

Don’t Look like you’re looking

Doppler

Lemon and Limes

Some of these I only futzed with--like Where Elephants and Neutrinos. I completely rewrote Microwine for a magazine. I also fully edited Micropreemies with such a comb of fine teeth that many of the words got stuck on the netherside of the comb. I just finished an essay. Should I send it?

I have already been rejected by The Believer for Fiction is Just Nonfiction that Hasn't Happened Yet. Why do they always write, "Thank you for your unwavering patience." My patience only wavers because they didn't take the magazine--not because I had to wait so long (not long) for the rejection. 

Some tiny essays got picked up and the big long Micropreemies did too. I tried to be really opinionated for the Huff Post but I am nothing if not conflicted about everything. 

I wrote a sabbatical proposal. Sometimes writing is a tool to wedge upon a future where someone will ask, did you get any writing done and you'll say, duh, I had to. I was on sabbatical.

It will be two years before anyone asks me that. 

May I look them more solidly in the eye--or at least take a screen shot of file names to pass around at that faraway faculty meeting.