However, much has happened since it went up, including the Blogger outage.
Molasses muscles, mild but persistent soreness in my quads, rapidly shifting energy levels, sugar cravings. Experts have a label for all of these symptoms — "overtraining.
Athletes call it "long slow distance," and usually scoff at those who practice it, because athleticism is generally perceived to be the pursuit of speed. A perceived ability to pedal — or hike — all day, every day, is an important part of my physical identity.
When I have a slump that disrupts this identity, I consider the physical explanations but also look for mental and emotional reasons as well.
A few days ago I was discussing my physical concerns with Beat, and a few questions from him shifted the topic to my current creative frustrations. For the past year I have been trying to pursue the long, often difficult slog of writing as a mostly full-time profession.
For every personal triumph there have been many dead ends. I have quite a few unfinished projects and ideas strung in threads across my computer screen.
I spend more time staring at blank Word pages, scrolling down to prevent myself from re-reading the same sentences over and over, and diverting my attention to banal tasks and Web surfing.
Meanwhile other projects, which could at least add to the salmon wheel trickle of my income, sit unfinished. If you asked me right now if I honestly though I could make a living as a writer, my answer would be no. Content is abundant, most of it is free, and the economic climate is only going to make it more difficult for those who create content to generate income.
My current income comes from the sales of my two books, a few small magazine contracts, and the occasional editing job that I pick up from the community of people who call themselves "indie authors.
But I also recognize that to actually achieve financial independence through writing, I am either going to have to simply get lucky or write and market a whole lot of different books.
Sadly, things are pretty sparse over there these days. Never mind the return to hour workweeks, the giving up of adventure time, the death of dreams.
If you asked me right now what I want to make of my life, that answer would be simple. I want to tell stories. I want to tell my own stories, and I want to tell the stories of others — in other words, personal narrative and biographical writing. I enjoy interviewing people and writing profiles, and hope to do more of that in the future.
Still, my most natural inclination is to write through the lens of my own experiences. In olden days I might have called myself a memoirist. My memory is my most influential intellectual asset, and written words one of my most fulfilling means of self expression.
Another is movement — physically drawing my presence across the contours of the world. I recognize that these things are not always economically practical or even possible, but I am happiest when I am able to do both.
I wonder if creative inertia contributes to my physical inertia, and vice versa. A kind of vicious cycle. Which brings me back around to the Stagecoach Four days and change would be hopeful.
The race has a limit of five days, which is a bit tight in my opinion, based on what I know of the course.
I believe a few good days of the raw existence necessitated by endurance bikepacking are just what I need right now — mull over some of my ideas, test the true status of my physical state, and fight the inertia. The race starts Friday morning. I now finally have a new seat-post bag to replace the well-worn prototype that Eric made for me ina fitted frame bag and an awesome handlebar bag.
The innovations Revelate has made in the past few years are impressive — better materials, waterproof adaptations, simplified straps, and an impressive amount of volume in small and stealthy spaces, so I can carry all my overnight gear and still "get rad" on singletrack.
Eric who wrote a fantastic race report after the White Mountains went to a lot of trouble to send this stuff in time for Stagecoach, and I owe him a huge thanks. At least the Moots is fully awesome and ready to eat up miles, even if I am not.Esmé Weijun Wang.
Novelist. Esmé Weijun Wang is a novelist and essayist. Her debut novel, The Border of Paradise, was cited by NPR as a best book of , she won the Whiting Award in , and she is the recipient of the Graywolf Nonfiction Prize for her forthcoming essay .
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