Yellow Wood

Just when everything is going along swimmingly - I love teaching, my classes are going well, I have a bunch of terrific novels in various stages of editing that I am thrilled and excited to be working on, the kids are doing well, and Spring is coming - change rears its head.

Not all change is bad, of course. This change isn't even a change. More the opportunity for a change. The question is do I want change at all?

I just made changes, leaving my corporate job for freelance editing and the life of a part time college prof. I am happy with them. All things being even, I'd leave it exactly the way it is.

But...

But change doesn't always come when you are looking for it. Sometimes it shows up when you least expect it. And like the "two roads diverged in a yellow wood" in Frost's poem, you will always wonder what might have happened if you took the other path.

And so I am thinking.


(Don't worry - I will still be writing, editing, teaching. Some things are too good to give up.)