
As I was careening toward the end of the first draft, I was anxious to move on to something different. Burn out had scooched up close behind me and was flicking the back of my ear. One of the forms of brain crack I like to indulge in when I’m emotionally done with a project but not actually done is imagining how screamingly productive I’m going to be after the project is finished. I’ll fantasize about all of the things I want to be doing or think I should be doing and make a list (see here).