I have been gone. Disappeared. Slithered back into my comfy dark cave. Again.

I was so excited to get out and work on perusing my dreams of writing. Then life does what life does and turned everything upside down. It put me into a situation I’ve never been in before. It’s so scary. I thought I had time to work on my dreams. Take it one day at a time. But that’s not the case. Nothing is promised. Any time you think you have, you don’t. Things change in an instant. Then what?

I mean, things don’t stop. Life doesn’t stop. So why should I? Sure, things are going to be tough for a while. But that doesn’t mean things are impossible. I am lucky to have very supportive people in my life– husband, family, friends (on and off line). They have helped give me that kick I need to keep trying. To realize I’m not a worthless nobody (just a shit writer). That I have no choice but to keep trying, to keep going.

So, the things I thought I had time for I don’t. I have to force time to bend to my will (usually in the form of not sleeping to get as much done as possible. I’M STILL THE MASTER OF TIME HERE, DAMMIT!). I’m pouring my whole being into the things I want to do. Writing, editing, art, etc. These things will make me better. They’ll give me skills and happiness that I can’t get anywhere else. Because these are the things I’ve always wanted to do. I need to create. I need to tell stories and make art. I don’t feel right (write, heh) if I don’t. I’m nothing just a rotting cabbage otherwise.

All this brain dumping to say, “Hello. I am back. Once again. To try again.” Perhaps I’ll get further before disappearing. Or maybe I’ll stay visible the entire time. Who knows? Maybe Cthulhu…

Anyway, just a small post to get things off my chest. To keep myself in check. I have more to share and stories that I need to tell. Thanks for reading my rambling.

Until next time~