Sometimes I wonder why I’m still blogging. My relationship to writing has changed, a lot. I don’t feel like writing shit down helps sort it out.
But also, I have a book coming out next year (?!) and I need a platform and… I don’t know.
I guess I’m just sorry I haven’t been around here much.
I’m listening to The Twisted Ones, which is a horror story with a dog hero, and working on two afghans.
I’m super busy at work. And I feel a little overwhelmed.
But things are good. I think. So, that’s what I know.