Happy 2014. I’m happy here blogging after a long absence.
I did it to myself. I gave myself little to no time to write, post, or read over the past six months. Why eliminate my passion, what I enjoy most in life? What about Pound Cake? Will my next book ever get written? Sadly, where I once used research and reading and writing and staying in tune with all of my blog buddies for relaxation, I recently discovered the addictive false high of Candy Crush, Bingo Blitz and reality TV, and have indulged at every and any idle moment.
Writing is not like exactly like riding a bike. You never forget how to use language, but the less you read, write, participate in discussions, the more you have to ramp up to get back in the groove. As you can see, I’m trying to ramp up now. I proclaimed creative progress as my goal all week; and now, on Friday, I struggle to run my wobbly bald tires up the wooden plank to take a high jump. Before it’s too late.