New Jersey, here we come.
I'm packing up and heading north. And the annual debate begins. Just how much can I take and what do I dare leave behind for a few months.
Books I must read. Writing notes. Computer, iPad, all those cords.
Today I'm going through my books. This is what I'm now reading and rereading and cannot be without. Two of those are ARCs, irreplaceable. One is a book I ordered specially for potential character research. I cannot leave these in Florida. No way.
But that's only the beginning. I need my writing files. I need my Junk Poker shoebox, ready for my class visit to Pat's 4th graders. Seriously. That Buster Brown shoebox is valuable. If only to me.
And I need summer writing possibilities- more books, notes, character studies!
Already packed in tote bags. But there's more to come... Oh, dear.
(I may have to deep-six the clothes, but I cannot do without my books and my files. That's that.)
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