I haven’t had internet at the house for months. Internet access has been next door, at our little house where Andrew works. So while I’ve been able to connect simply by skipping, tra-la-la-dee-da, next door, the necessary ambiance for blogging (aka my cozy bed) has not been available. But greetings to the day! Somehow the wi-fi fairy has returned. I can sit my tiny Mac on the wide windowsill that’s over my bed and connect to the world.
It’s not that I haven’t been writing, I’ve been journaling, that long lost art. And glad to be back in practice with that.
I’ve also written a twelve page story! I’m really excited about it, and my creative juices have been revived. It’s hard to know if a story you write is any good, but I really enjoyed writing it. The only way to find out is to submit it somewhere, which is what I’m going to do. And write more stories.