I can't really explain the incredibly long dry spell--during which time I haven't just neglected this space, I haven't written anything at all.
I think part of it is certainly the move to Florida. I'm still getting used to this place, and I miss the inspiration that came with living every day in a very special city, in a very special state, in an incredibly special part of the world.
Not that there aren't good things about South Florida. But I wasn't really made for this place, and I can promise you, I was made for the Pacific Northwest. Or somewhere like it. Maybe New Zealand.
In the meantime, I got married, we of course made the move down here, we've filled our house with animals (cats, dogs, canaries, lovebirds) and finally, we had ourselves a little girl who I think is the most beautiful thing ever. Ever.
In the midst of all of that, I haven't forgotten how wonderful it is to write at least once a week, if not more often. I've just forgotten how to do it.
