I finally — finally! — bought a new laptop. So preeeetty! I feel like Gollum talking about the precious. It’s shiny and clean and perfect.
Now I have to get my writing mojo back. I’ve been remiss in posting lately. And when I have posted, it’s been about the most mundane things. (At the end of the day, who really cares that I bought a new computer? My point exactly.) That wasn’t the purpose of this blog. I will have to find the courage to reach down into what’s in me and be more creative with my posts. Or, at the very least, not so … stale.
Part of the reason for this staleness is that I shared this blog with some real friends. It is the same problem I have about writing other things: I worry about what people I know will think. I do such a good job (I think) at maintaining this impression of Well-Adjusted Woman that I worry about what will happen when folks — folks I know — see how far from the truth that is. I’ve been censoring myself. That’s death for a writer. Sure, there will continue to be the “day in the life” posts. But I’ll try to balance them with more thoughtful items. For one thing, I promised years ago that I would continue with this post here. (Holy crap! That was over three years ago!) I really should get on that.
For now, though, I play with the precious.
