It's been well over a year, 16 months to be exact, since I entertained the blogging world with my dazzling prose (hahahah!).
What a pain in the ass. She played with me like a cat with it's prey, setting off every one of my triggers. Grasped between her teeth, I went limp.
I woke up on the ground. My face scraped up with pebbles imbedded in the cuts. Looking up, I saw her standing above me, pointing her well-manicured finger in my face while her shoulders bounced with laughter.
She takes pleasure in my pain. This past year, in particular, has been incredibly challenging. I know there's more strength hidden inside me. And it's time to look inward and recharge.
During my hiatus, I kept busy reading fiction, reading craft books to improve my writing, and writing when my schedule and procrastination allowed.
I burned sage to shoo away all the negative energy surrounding me and created some new goal: finishing my current WIP (stuck at Chapter 9) and researching MFA programs.
So, I'm brushing the proverbial dust off and returning to the writing scene. No promises. Small, manageable goals. Moving forward.
Keep your fingers crossed.