For months now, I have grown tired of "keeping up with the blogging Jones'," feeling less of the need to advertise my posts to other communities. It all began to make less sense to me...blogging for the sake of blogging with nothing to say? This is a great time for wanna-be writers like myself. It has been years...I know. But before sewing, creating recipes, my children, and even Chinese medicine, I took to ink and paper. I used to think that ink was in my veins, and maybe it still is, because with every accomplishment, moment of anguish, and mindless idea, I always think about writing it down somewhere. And now I can...and it does not matter if I ever get published, or if anyone ever reads what I have to say. I have the control to fill the blankety-blanks of my life.
Come visit me sometime...I will still be sewing, learning new tricks, and exploring my neck of California. A lot won't change...but a lot will be new. I promise.