Time Has Flown

My youngest child is now 3 and a half years old. My oldest? 5 and a half and now in Kindergarten.

To say I stopped blogging is an understatement.

But I didn't stop writing.

In fact, my writing increased.

Since the last blog post entry, I have "published" over 230,000 words, one of which was a novel about 70 words longer than the first Harry Potter novel.

I love writing. I enjoy telling stories.

But in the process of telling the stories of others, I have ignored writing my own.

And as I was cleaning off my shortcuts bar tonight, I went back and read a few entries here, and realized: I need to keep writing this stuff down.

Because I'm already forgetting things.

I can't promise that I'll write on a regular basis. I can't promise I'll have anything amazing to say.

But there will be words and stories and funny things and probably more than a little bit of frustration and snarkiness, because that's just who I am, like it or not.