This probably won't be the last time.

 Welcome to another episode of conversations with myself.

 

Q. How’s the next project coming?

A. Well… I’m sure I’ll have some direction soon.

Q. Direction?  Are you telling me you haven’t started yet?

A. Of course I’ve started.  I’m always working on something.  It’s just too soon to talk about it.

Q. I don’t know what you mean.  You can talk about your plans so far.

A. What if my plans involve only vague ideas?

Q. That’s still interesting, and it still sounds like you haven’t started yet.

A. Maybe if I didn’t have to answer all these questions, I’d –

Q. No excuses.  It’s time for you to be an open book.  <hee hee>

A. Why is that funny?

Q. Because you’re an author.  You want people to open your books, and I’m asking you to be one.  Figuratively.  That’s… kind of funny.

A. Is it figuratively funny?

Q. That’s not a thing.

A. Are you sure?

Q. So… about that book you haven’t started…

A. The one I’m not talking about?

Q. Yeah.  Why aren’t you talking about it?

A. I don’t have anything interesting to say yet.  I have lots of ideas on what I want to write, and I haven’t decided which ones I’ll use.

Q. I think you just admitted you haven’t started yet.

A. Every book starts with an idea.

Q. But you haven’t started writing the book yet.

A. I’ve written down some ideas.

Q. Why does it feel like we’re talking in circles?
A. Wait.  Who’s we?

Q. Me and… uh, all the people who want to know about your next book.

A. My newest book came out only two weeks ago.  Maybe “we” should remind everyone to read Simon’s Mother before we talk about what comes next.

Q. That’s a good point.  It does seem a little soon to bug you about writing something new.

A. I don’t know why we even had this conversation.

Q. Well, someone might have laughed.  It was funny.  Figuratively.