Stasisfaction, I called it. A pause until what to do next.
Step one was to tell someone I'd build a writing project around my new hat. A straw bowler. The idea was to see what the hat sees (step two). Write it down (three). Until the middle of July.
My hat would carry all the endings lately--my job, application deadlines, other writing projects. Soon I'd realize it was the neighbourhood that the hat was seeing. The hat would hang there.
But so far, this blog entry is all that's come of it. Tomorrow's another morning, though.