This pen and the blank pages sitting on my desk right now are representative of a step I'm about to take. For years, I've been saying I'm going to write a book, but I've never followed through on that promise. Last year, after talking to several folks, I decided I was going to write a history of the Civil Rights Movement in my hometown (which was remarkably involved in that struggle; it was the home of Harlem Renaissance poet Anne Spencer, who was friends with -- and hosted in her home -- such figures as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and W.E.B. DuBois, and it was also one of the stops on the famous Freedom Rides of 1961).
Today, after lagging on that for a while, I started the project. The research will be long, and finding people who were involved and getting them to agree to be interviewed will take even longer, but it should be a rewarding project. And I hope that -- when it's finished -- it's a worthwhile addition to the history of my hometown.