4 February 2012 - First workday in trailer, after a couple of trial afternoons. Started the barn heater running early while I made my breakfast in the house with brotherB. Then, once everyone was fed and settled, I gathered up more Trailer Stuff - notebooks, thesaurus, coffee cup, sardines, etc. - and dragged myself out here. The water in the little cat bowl I put out for Greta yesterday froze solid overnight, but the food and water I stashed in the trailer's nonfunctioning "refrigerator" did not. It was not warm in here, particularly, by then, but the sun through the big window felt wonderful, and a jacket and blanket saw me through until we reached a comfy temperature. Now the heat comes from just sunlight through windowglass.

Here's a quote from Robert D. Richardson's First We Read, Then We Write: Emerson on the Creative Process:

We need the power to write, but that is only the beginning. We also need the resilience to rebound from our setbacks, the willingness to finish what we start, and the strength to hold out for performance over intention.

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Here's a new wrinkle. Now that I am outdoors in my own little hut and freed from the need to wear headphones and able to listen again to the fine noises the world makes, some neighbor has acquired a new dog, sounds like a German Shepherd, and left it to bark all the day long. On again go the 'phones.

Damn.