{"id":582,"date":"2010-10-07T09:29:08","date_gmt":"2010-10-07T16:29:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/?p=582"},"modified":"2010-10-07T09:32:41","modified_gmt":"2010-10-07T16:32:41","slug":"finished-start-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2010\/10\/finished-start-again","title":{"rendered":"finished, start again"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/yay.jpg\" alt=\"yay\" title=\"yay\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-581\" style=\"border: 1px solid #666\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/yay.jpg 640w, https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/10\/yay-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>So hey, Autumn! I&#8217;ve broken free of the rapturous stupor that is fall around here. There has been some rain. The leaves are more a mushy brown memory than a glowing poppy field of possibility. And I&#8217;ve been getting stuff done, somewhat subdued by the seasonal allergies that characterize this time of year for me.<\/p>\n<p>The biggest thing that&#8217;s been on a ten year To Do list was the 251 Club. I can now say that I&#8217;ve set foot in every town in Vermont. I started this officially sometime <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/04\/251.html\">back in 2004<\/a>, when I had to roll my own website just to keep track of this stuff online. Now there&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/vt251.com\/\">an official website<\/a> and hey I&#8217;m helping them maintain their mailing list in exchange for <a href=\"http:\/\/vt251.com\/user\/jessamy\">a membership<\/a>. The last town on the list was Somerset, population five, mostly home to a giant reservoir, a campground and some hiking trails. I couldn&#8217;t tell from the gazetteer, but it&#8217;s also in the shadow of Mount Snow, a place Jim used to go when he was a kid, so the closer we got, the more he was saying &#8220;This all looks familiar&#8221; It&#8217;s interesting driving around a deserted ski area in off-season.<\/p>\n<p>So, with little fanfare, I finished up. Jim and I split a beer by the reservoir. I&#8217;ll write the 251 Club and probably get a note in the next (print) newsletter. And because I&#8217;m not much for resting on my laurels, now I want to go back and &#8220;do it right&#8221; and take a photograph in each one.<\/p>\n<p>In other accomplishments, I sent in the second draft of my book and it&#8217;s on its way to the production department. It should be <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Without-Net-Librarians-Bridging-Digital\/dp\/1598844539\/\">ready to ship on March 30th<\/a>, my sister Kate&#8217;s birthday. And I went to the doctor to figure out why my nose has been half-stuffed up since April. And I&#8217;ve started my drop-in time up again, teaching people to use a computer mouse and related basic computer stuff. I don&#8217;t know if I mentioned that the panel I proposed for SXSW, <a href=\"http:\/\/panelpicker.sxsw.com\/ideas\/view\/6287\">Offline America, Why We Have A Digital Divide<\/a>, was accepted in the first round, so I&#8217;ll be in Texas again in March.<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile October is ramping up. The public speaking stuff I do has been dropping off some. I&#8217;ve gotten more picky, there&#8217;s less work, and it&#8217;s possible people are less interested in me and\/or the things I talk about. I have very little perspective on this sort of thing. I had someone turn me down, after inviting me, because I said I wouldn&#8217;t, really couldn&#8217;t, work before 11 am. So starting in November there are big gaps of free time. I know I often say this and then fill it all up before it arrives. We&#8217;ll see. I am hoping to be able to get used to being okay with big open spaces on the calendar, good times for woodshedding some new ideas, reading books, dreaming new dreams.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<a href=\"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2010\/10\/finished-start-again\" rel=\"bookmark\" title=\"Permalink to finished, start again\"><p>So hey, Autumn! I&#8217;ve broken free of the rapturous stupor that is fall around here. There has been some rain. The leaves are more a mushy brown memory than a glowing poppy field of possibility. And I&#8217;ve been getting stuff done, somewhat subdued by the seasonal allergies that characterize this time of year for me. 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