So wow, it's been awhile, huh? Lots has happened. An oilspill on our beautiful Gulf coast, some personal growth, a year older. I've been writing a lot lately and really am picking up this blog again as a way to document my writing in a public forum. My problem, always, is that I'm spread so thin; I like too many things, and I have trouble focusing on one long enough to hone my skills. I'm very much the butterfly like that, a jack-of-all-trades but a master of none. Sooo, writing. Passionate about it. Love it. Mostly poetry and trying to get more comfortable with prose, short stories, etc... Would eventually like to write me a novel. To really throw myself out there. I guess this is the first step. The nut, if you will. Shel Silverstein's words have been floating through my head:
“If you are a dreamer,come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!”
