Today I Am Virginia Woolf

I have a room of my own.

I am writing in it.

I spent yesterday organizing, cleaning, moving things around.

Where should my Ohio license plate go?

Where does my Lebron James bobble-head look its best?

Do I sit where I can see out the window to the mountains surrounding our home or do I sit facing a wall so I don’t get distracted?

I have options in my room.

And today is the first day I wrote when writing is the only job I have.

Today I am a writer.