I kind of freaked out and stopped posting when I realized there were people actually reading. The whole perfection paralysis thing Churchill talked about.
But I’m over it. I think. And to force myself to get back up on that horse, I’m going to jump on this bandwagon (cause I’m never going to do the crazy novel thing). Well – now I’m confused – am I on a horse or a wagon? Whatever. It’s some kind of pioneer transportation fitting with my prairie heritage. The point is, I’m moving.
And I’m stoked – the whole time I wasn’t blogging I was thinking of things that I wanted to blog about and then didn’t.
But now I will. Tune in tomorrow- same bat time, same bat channel.
