The Uninteresting Tale of an Unexpected Sabbatical

The computer I write at is tucked away in the corner of my bedroom. It’s actually a docked laptop, but it gets the job done. I’ve been nowhere near the damn thing for the last week. And like a relationship slowly sinking into the waters of ruin, it was for a lot of little reasons.

Many little boring reasons that stacked up on me and wore me down! The energy to blog just wasn’t there.

Usually, I write a lot. And while this blog is both important and gratifying, the behind the scenes fiction I work on tends to come first. However, if it makes you readers feel any better, I haven’t been writing anything. And for me that’s a little weird.

But, I suppose I needed it. Like weeks of not getting enough sleep and finally being overtaken by exhaustion, one crashes at a decent hour and enjoying a twelve hour nap, the break felt needed and imposed. I wish life hadn’t come up to initiate it. I mean, don’t you like going to bed when you chose to?

They tell me people who exercise regularly should take two weeks off from their routine twice a year to let their bodies rest up. Maybe thing of it as something like that.

So yes my friends, all is well. And yes, the Bastard lives, and so does the blog.