I am really sorting through the past, trying desperately to open some space in my brain for newness. I came across this article from way back, Artful Blogging Magazine which has since been retired. Back when blogging was just blossoming. New. I was there. So were a lot of you. I kept the pages because they seem antique. Maybe I will use them to paint on. Or something. Over the years I have disengaged with being published etc. I started to disconnect way back here. That's about the time I began teaching online. I have recently turned down some offers for publicity in many forms. All I can say is ... it's just not my thing. I was lured by attention once upon a time, and then it began to scare me, like most things do. That has never changed. But the reasons have.
Getting back to working on Alphabet Soup is a hoot, really. J was a way to sign it. For Jude, for Juggling, for Joy. And I see a magic-dot thing going on there. It needs a nine. Or maybe N will be for nine. N is still unfinished. Later.
There was a simpler joy back then, and I'm feeling it. In a new way.
A bit distracted. Currently at odds with the mice in the basement. Patching holes we did not know were there. Mending a life.