Like the many koans reprinted in it, this short book carries a heavy weight of suggestion but is rather light in the reading. She repeats and expands on the idea of writing as process, like meditating, like slow walking, like life. It's a resonant idea, just as when I first read it in Writing Down the Bones.
I see this book as a conversation with an old friend, one who doesn't really ever stay on topic (or, even, put the verbs in sometimes) but one who flashes brilliance. It's a nonlinear trip, where you pick up writing prompts and a list of other authors to read.