Finding moments between Kush’s naps and bedtimes to come up with the whole
idea of why I’m even in Viet Nam right now with my four year old son,
without my husband to help with the caretaking, well, that’s been tricky.
But what’s harder has been finding the angle to tell this story well. What
am I doing here, anyways? Self-doubt creeps up quite a bit when you’re
forced to talk to yourself, and yourself only. But other things do, too.
After working in newspapers for five years, I wanted to get back to
Not just writing things I see and do, that would be for journals of
course, but processing and compiling data so that readers might take
something away that has real grist. Meat. Awareness. You can see the
esoteric line beginning with the drawing above, right? Some of the authors
that have come up in conversations since I’ve been out here: Ayn Rand,
George Orwell, Thomas Mann, and E.M. Forster. I’m reminded of just how
much I love words.
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