But life keeps getting in the damn way.
Heller ladies and gents!
I have neglected you greatly and apologise profusely. I am not sure telling you why would help (not to mention, there's a high likelihood that you arent that bothered and I have an inflated view of myself than even the internet gives me the luxury to believe...
BUT I found myself lost again, hiding behind stacks of paperwork (that I do not enjoy, I am a pretty mean (as in efficient) administrator and bloody good organiser but it really doesnt get my blood rushing). Very little about my day to day has made my blood rush. I have realised though that being "just" a writer isnt enough for me. I want to do more than that but how the hell does that happen when I barely have enough time to write!?!
"Make time! STORIES MAKE ME HAPPY, STORIES give meaning to the world. I feel that in my bones and I want to share not just mine but other people's stories too." Thats what I ehar in my head when I nod off but have been too tired to do anything productive, anyone else get that?
The other day I cleared my "digital bookshelf" and saw two attempts at NaNoWriMo that i didnt even come close to finishing and that made me sad because I'm really good at making excuses, not as good at it as administrating though... Anywho... I shall give some attention to this sorely abandoned page and slowly make my way through the blogs in my google reader that my lack of internet time has accumulated and eventually comment on the lovely work that makes up the DeviantArt community. Y'all are awesome people.
This morose period will not last. I will get over it and when I do I shall share the joy!
For now, off to find that better version of myself.