Oh my gosh, I nearly forgot I had a blog.
I remember when I used to have semi-decent content here (humor me, please.) I apologize for the lack of things. I really do.
The days are full and, when I do have time, I use the minutes to write. I’m revising a book I’ve been with for years. I’m dreaming of another book that’s always been there, thumping its way into my heart.
I do read all of your blogs and endlessly scroll facebook and twitter posts while nursing (and I do nurse for many hours in a day) but I don’t always reach out, fumbling as I do to type on a tablet or mobile device. I don’t know, something has changed for me in the virtual space. I’m paying attention. I’m engaged. I’m just less certain of my place within it. I have a habit of retreating to the sidelines in many facets of life. And, so, I find myself there, here.
While I work through that (ha), I wanted to post some words from a work in progress (the book I’m dreaming, not the one I’m revising.) There’s freedom in putting work out there, no matter how imperfect. Sometimes it’s best to let go. Thanks for letting me do just that.