Oh, There You Are

I know I’ve been a little slower getting posts out this month.

The honest answer is: depression has been sitting down in the middle of my plans and refusing to move, like a toddler in Target or a cat on fresh laundry.

But I’m still here. I’m still writing. I’m still trying.

Some days the words come easily, and some days I stare at a half-finished paragraph like Robin Williams in Hook, waiting for someone to squish my face and say, “Oh, there you are.”

Basically, I’m in my Hook era: not gone, just temporarily misplaced.

I think that’s what writing does for me sometimes. It helps me find myself again.

So thank you for being patient with me while I find my way back to the page.

More soon.

Love ya,

D