Surprised is not enough to gauge what I'm feeling.
Bern asked me, as I've told you before, to clean out my little office so she can re-arrange it.
I have only two more things to go through--a grocery bag full of pages and the files in my file cabinet that I haven't looked at for years.
I started with the file cabinet and found two things I don't remember writing from living New Haven nearly thirty years ago.
One is a novella called The Old Gods Go and a short story called Eliza like a light.
Reading them is like reading what someone else wrote.
How could I have forgotten writing them?
And they are only the first two things our of my file cabinet.
What surprises remain?
What lost words, forgotten words, will I find?
I feel like an out-of-body experience right now.
I'll share some of what I find, digging deeper into the past, here on my blog.
Watch for it.