That deafening sound is the huge, sucking vortex that was my February. Where the ever-loving hell did it even go? It went to the Olympics and my new obsession with curling, I suppose. Figures, it’s a Scottish sport. I can’t get by a week without something Scottish grabbing my ankle, interrupting me, disrupting my attention.… Read More February in Review: A whole lotta nothing going on.
After a long stretch of feeling pretty okay, insomnia and that black dog depression reared their ugly heads once again. The all too familiar slide began before Christmas. I thought once the holidays passed I’d bounce back; a couple weeks later, I realized that wasn’t going to happen without intervention. You can’t be… Read More Daily: Bits & Bob’s yer uncle
“Why does the writing make us chase the writer? Why can’t we leave well enough alone? Why aren’t the books enough?” – Julian Barnes ** Yesterday I worked selling books on behalf of the library where I work. Our tent was set up at a local festival featuring food, drink, art and handicrafts, that sort… Read More Why can’t we leave writers alone?