I’m selling my house. I’m moving. I’m looking for my desktop under a pile of unpaid bills. I’m building a fire, trying to stay warm. I’m working on a novel. I owe my daughter a letter and my son some attention. I owe everyone money. I’m tired of my job and need to make a change. I can’t think when the phone rings. I live in a world that doesn’t look like the one in my head.
So this site is closed for the winter, boarded up tight. I’ll get myself resettled and see you again come spring. Sometime in March, I’d say. We’ll unpack my books and thoughts and set up house all over again. I’ll have new windows and a strange ceiling to stare up at while I try to sleep. I’ll tell you about it then, or sooner, if I feel the need.
Until then… some random favorites