I seem to be on vacation lately when it comes to writing for this page. Not that there aren't things happening in my little life. There are. Now and then one of them will get me thinking about planting my adorable butt in front of the computer, applying hands to keyboard, cranking out a few paragraphs. But on the few occasions I've actually followed that impulse, when it's come down to it and I'm faced with actually producing something, I find the desire evaporates. I wind up checking email or working on other writing projects (see this page's right-hand column for links to some excerpts).
Part of it is that my energy's simply been going to other writing, not to mention the day-to-day carrying on of life around house and land.
This will undoubtedly change. Everything does. In the meantime, things may remain a bit slack here for a while.
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This morning: saying hello to some of the neighbors:
Madrid, te echo de menos.
rws 10:05 PM [+]
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