by cheri block
I have only 135 pages to go in Marcel Proust’s second volume of In Search of Lost Time titled In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower. I will be fully prepared when my class at St. John’s College in Santa Fe begins shortly. <cough, cough, wink, wink>
Soon, I will have much to write about but in the meantime, what I take away from Mr. Proust at this point, is his suggestion to break Habit.
My life is full of Habit, so in the spirit of Proust, I’m trying to decide how to break some of it.
For example, I do not grow my own vegetables but rather grocery shop every 4 days or so.
I tend to wash my hair daily and in an effort to look presentable, I blow dry it.
I drive a car.
When my husband returns each night from work, I am usually home.
I toast an English muffin most mornings and put olallieberry jam on it.
I tell my husband I like his tie each morning.
This list of my Habits is so boring that for the first time in many years of writing, I am boring myself.
Let’s see. How can I break Habit?