Okay, it’s more like three days after.  Somehow Tuesday became Friday with only one blog post in between.  Where did this week go? I wish I could say I’ve been out celebrating the attainment of my big goal, but the truth is, although I now have a draft (!!!), there are still miles to go before I sleep.  I am riding a wave of productive momentum right now and don’t want to lose it.  I want to have a polished first draft (and by “polished” I simply mean “less shitty”) by July 1st.  At that point, I will commence the process of trying to sell this sucker and will likely try to entice all of you with publishing contacts to help me.  :)

I’m telling you this because it relates to the question you all have been asking in one form or another since Day #100:

What’s next??

In other words, what the heck am I gonna do with myself (and this blog) now that Day #100 has come and gone?

The immediate answer?  Write a blog post on the relationship between memory and identity (look for it tomorrow).  Read Aidan Donnelley Rowley’s novel.  Enjoy the rest of Five for Ten and the fact that I don’t have to come up with my own blog topics for five more days.

The next week/next month answer?  Finish my novel.  Blog about it and Life.

The after that answer?

Something.

I started this blog in an effort to embrace my detour.  And it worked.  Which means there’s something to this whole embracing-the-detour thing.  Something to it and something to do with it.

I’m just not sure what that something is…

Yet.