I’m off to the Emerald City today to seek my fortune, I could not count how many times I have set out for New York to make my way. My first job was as a copy on the New York Times, I returned to work at a national magazine, back again to produce the CBS Morning News, back again 100 times after I fled office life and became a writer. So many lunches, meetings, editing sessions, bus and train rides into the city trying to crack the Apple.

In some ways I did, in some ways I didn’t. Back again, later in life, to give rebirth to my book life, to meet with a publisher, to find a new home for my work. This is the wonder and glory of life, I thank the need and opportunity for renewal, the challenge to look inside of myself and find the daring and faith and heart to create new things.

This is what it means to have a creative life, you are never there, always en route. I love it, I suppose, I have always known that, I am eager to get on the train for the beautiful ride down the Hudson and think about my book idea, grateful Maria will ride to the train with me and then be there tonight to pick me up. Joy beyond imagination. Talk to you later. The blog will be quiet today.