It’s not that I’m not writing.
It’s just that the writing is going down in notebooks, and on electronic note-cards on NoodleBib, and on application forms. And also, there are some changes happening around here in this blog space – so pardon my appearance as I shift to my own domain. -Or that is lack of appearance. I’ll be around for the next ten days or so – just not so much at a regular interval, and not so much with the writing – more of the quipping and the noticing – maybe the haiku’ing.
Just so you know, I’ll be back – this is not a case of the Little Hater – I promise.
No. No, I haven’t written much lately. Yes. Yes, my Lil’ Hater is winning.
No. No, I’m not going to tell you my favorite Pixar movies tonight.
Instead. . .
This is Perry.
He is the pet platypus of Phinneas and Ferb.
They are two adorable Disney characters who spend their summer vaction creating and inventing, and letting all the neighborhood kids in on their adventures. Oh and Perry – their pet platypus, is actually a secret agent battling Dr. Doofenshmirtz. Yah – it’s fun. Read the rest of this entry
I have a million things to write about, and it turns out, I haven’t written anything in a month. I want to write about Pixar movies, and ghosts, about living wills, and how hard it is to work out on a regular basis. I want to talk about surviving, and dealing with inattentiveness. I want to talk about antidepressants, being happy about Cesarean sections, and the never-ending fight against safe and reliable reproductive choices in this country, but I’ve been silent for a month. I want to call people back, write emails, send notes, I want to stay in touch, but now it’s been four months, and I figure folks think I’m rude anyway, now what? Read the rest of this entry