Long overdue spring seems finally to have arrived in Central Kentucky and the forsythia are celebrating by being intensely bright and full. It makes me feel a bit like a walking, talking cliche to say so, but I’m suddenly feeling motivated, in practice–rather than just in theoretical longing–to clear up the spaces in my house and, at the same time, my head. My working semester will be finished in just short of a month, and I’m determined to meet the gift of my writing summer with my personal nest in order, cleared of the clutter that has lingered since I moved–house, job, whole life–in 2011.
Nancy Jensen - Author 