It’s been surprisingly easy to return to blogging and, more importantly, to give my evenings over to writing. I love being here in the near-dark, listening to music, my faithful pit bull by my side as I fret over what word to type next. I don’t know why I don’t do this more often.
What happens is I often fall into this place where I hyper-analyze my process to the point that all I am writing about is why I so rarely write. I have to put that away. I have to focus on content now. I have to get this book out of my head and onto the page.
While I’m feeling (relatively) comfortable with focusing on content, it’s not easy to share some pieces of my story. Some posts will be password protected. Email me at beadyo@yahoo.com if you’d like to read those entries.
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