Oh hello. Miraculously Blogger has remembered my login details, despite my long absence.
I would apologise, but I think you can scroll back through many of my previous posts and find many many versions of "sorry". I do not find joy in repetition so a big fat 'soz' and a hug and I hope we can still be friends.
On with writing related wotnot...
Firstly let me point you towards a fellow writer. She lives over here, on SubStack; https://open.substack.com/pub/neurospicywriter
When I meet people in real life who are writing they make me feel very... Lax. Somehow they are managing to work and eat and hold conversations and breathe in and out AND write.
I would say I don't know how they do it, but I do. I just also know how I don't do it.
If I believed in messages from the universe I would say that there have been signs lately; quietly whispering, sarcastically retorting, loudly rebuking signs.
The universe is loud but I need my ears checked.
I'm not sure that people who are passionate about writing will enjoy being called a 'sign' but that's what is about to happen. If you are one of them let me redirect you to the thus far empty comments area. You do your stuff right there, baby. Write me.
The people signs are Vicky, of the SubStack above.
My friend Joy, who is the type of writer I know I will never be, and I adore her writing for its effortless style and depth.
Her daughter Amelie, who recently invented a wealth of writing games and made me sit and write stuff for the first time in months. And it was so much fun and I was so pleased (mostly) with what I wrote.
My husband, who has been dedicated to a YouTube channel that is really doing very well with content I very much enjoy watching.
With all of these creative forces around me I am feeling very sheepish about my recent reluctance to sit down and put some words on a page.
I've been thinking about the words quite a lot, but the amount of ink (or pixels) that has actually made it onto a page (or a screen) is teeny tiny.
Time to stop thinking, perhaps. And time to start scribbling some stuff and rember why I enjoy it.
I do enjoy it.
I'm smiling right now.
I might share some.
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