The sun is shining today. For once I’m sat here with my fingers on the keys and actually feel as though it may be possible to say something.
Anyone who reads this – and I am astonished/abashed/amazed/gratified at how many of you still seem to despite my perfidy - may have noticed the poems. Sorry if it was all a bit much and thank you to those who read and commented.
I bleedin’ love poetry in a very joyful, uneducated way. In that I read a lot and write a lot but have studied very little. NaPoWriMo seemed, in the early hours, a wonderful way to structure some of the free writing I do and attempt to break my sick-stomach aversion to my blog.
I know its been too long – and I don’t want to do all that justifying apologising stuff which I know is tiresome but I am sorry for not coming on and saying I was taking a break. So if you wondered - I am, wholeheartedly, sorry.
I’m hardly shy of spilling all on here and have given ample evidence of that in the past but this one isn’t really all my story so suffice to say; I am older -hard to deny given our attachment to the linear nature of time – and wiser – I can now make custard without curdling it and in equal measures, disillusioned with our legal system and still glad for it being there.
Some real world shenanigans left me mute here. I hated it – I couldn’t even bear to look at the site. The fracturing of my old hard disc gave me ample excuse to truant indefinitely but it was a constant small ache behind my ribs. An insistant sharp corner that wouldn’t let me rest easy and I hoped a bit of exposure could clean the place out for me.
Which it must have - because here I sit.
The kids are, as always, amazing. There have been festivals, celebrations, cooking, days out, new experiences, tantrums, daydreaming, quite a lot of cake and change- embraced change - between a gazillion beautiful things.
I’d really like to start sharing some of them again.