First up, please let me extend my apologies for my month-long absence. I had a whole bunch of stuff going on and something had to give.
There seems to be something going around at the moment. A whole lot of my writer friends and acquaintances are having the same kind of trouble as I am. I'm hearing it everywhere in one form or another. The inability to write.
Maybe it's writer's block. Maybe it's the day job. Maybe it's family. For me, it was all those things and more. I was at a crossroads where I genuinely wondered whether writing was still something I wanted to do. And if not, what then? It's how I've seen myself for many years: a writer. Whether I was writing or not, whether I was published or not. I was a writer.
Thankfully, I've cleared that hurdle again. It's not the first time I've felt that way, and it's not the last time I will.
That's about all for now. Short and sweet. I'll catch you all again next week.