I just started a fellowship at the Russell Sage Foundation, which I am so grateful for. I've been spending a lot of time reporting in the Bronx on Honduran immigrants. The fellowship gives me the time to reflect on what I've learned and find the narrative in it.
It also, I realize, gives the chance to redevelop routines, in a way that can be hard when you are working on your own. There is something about coming into an office, grabbing a cup of coffee, saying hello to a colleague (and there are amazing ones here), and then sitting down to write.
I feel hopeful. A productive fall awaits.