After weeks of spending too much time on the couch because of a broken foot or a broken ankle this summer, I finally started putting away the accumulation of papers and books that had surrounded me as I sat with one foot or the other propped up on pillows. Magazines, books, old mail--all got sorted and put away, or thrown away. But I also found bits of new writing, and revisions of old manuscripts there. Those still sit in the corner of the couch where I can find them easily, along with a few notes to contact a school or a library that should have been done a month ago. Who knew you could find new hope and inspiration from cleaning? On Monday it will be off wth the boot and on with a new shoe--ready to write with both feet on the ground again.