A hangover aside from researching this essay on Daphne du Maurier: In one of her letters to her publisher, she was updating him on how her novel was going and said something like, “Creation boils within me.” She was not a grandiose kind of writer, and in the context of the letter it reads like she was just truly taken up with the exhilaration of what she was working on. It’s become one of my favorite things to say lately when I’m working on the book and padding around the house in my yoga pants or standing at the sink eating peanut butter from the jar and hoping the UPS dude can’t see me when he comes onto the porch to drop off a package. Creation Boils Within Me. Creation A Watched Pot Within Me. Creation At A Low Simmer Within Me. Etc. etc.