I suppose I didn't so much "lie" as "not follow through."
Since then, I've written scarcely a word that wasn't about a high school IB World Literature paper or an eleventh grade argument essay, and to be honest there weren't a whole lot of the latter turned in despite the arrival of the end of the quarter. I even abandoned my critique group since not living up to expectations was giving me the figurative ulcer.
I'm now midway through my Spring Break, and I should have a lot more time on my hands. I do, but I don't. This was all a lot easier last year when the boy was immobile and would sit in his little chair or the crook of my arm without a fuss while I typed away at my chronicles. So, whatever. I'm going to have to make it happen.
Maybe all my mom needed was
a few rocks to stack.
I have had to delete my offering of fellow blogs, though. About half of the blogs I read a year ago are defunct or at least on a longer hiatus than I have ever been, so keeping them on a blogroll seemed counterproductive. I haven't been reading many (by which I mean: any) other blogs anyway, so when I reacquaint myself with the great ones, I'll be sure to make my recommendations known.
And I still need to find a better widget to spotlight some music, something I can update or change according to my whim. Any ideas anyone?
|Give me a cravat, and that's definitely me.|
And, remember, I didn't really lie.
So, I'm back. Save some space and time for tirades against stupidity, plugs for good tunes, and odes to my son. I don't plan to burn out or fade away anytime soon.