Wow. Deep breath.
So a whole year has gone by since I last poked around in this dusty little corner of the Web. I’ve missed flickering pictures more and more lately. You get comfortable in a place, get to know the regulars, hang some pretty things up on the walls, and it becomes a kind of home — and like a real home, it’s always home, even if you go away for a while.
We arts-major types like to complain about writer’s block — a maddening inability to make the words come out, especially when there’s something you want desperately to say. Even worse though is the opposite problem: having nothing in the world to say, but spurting a cacophony of words onto the screen just the same — filling up a perfectly good page with “flap and doodle, balder and dash.” For the last year or so, I’ve had a lot to work on, to learn from, to mull over… but not a lot to say. I’m not sure how much that’s changed, but for the first time in a long time, I really feel like writing.
So let’s give this another go. I can’t promise I won’t drop off the face of the Earth again tomorrow, but I’m not planning on it. It’s good to be chatting with you folks again. And it’s good to be here.