Interesting Times

I haven ' t written much here, not for a while. Part of that is the simple fact that blogging has become something of a dying... well, I won ' t say " art " , exactly. Writing is writing, as far as I ' m concerned, but as a way to deliver the written word, blogging has sort of lost its shine with the cool kids. Since I am passionately devoted to being as uncool as humanly possible (ever see my high school senior photo, the one where I have a firm grip on both my trombone and my virginity?), I ' m going to go back to blogging for a while as I get deeper into my new book. I find I miss this kind of writing, and it helps me process my thoughts for my other work, the kind that will hopefully result once again in the killing of many trees. And it ' s probably cheaper than therapy, plus I don ' t get called out if I try to lie to you. So, blogging it is.-----When writing about Schuyler and myself in my posts on social media, I ' ve been painting a pretty rosy picture of our lives this last year or so. That picture isn ' t inaccurate; I have been in a wonderful place, a happy place of renewal and personal satisfaction, and Schuyler has been growing and experiencing the world in a very different and exciting way. We ' re happy here. We ' re very, very happy.As I mentioned about a year ago (" Dispatch from the Land of the Eighty-five Percent "), however, the trip to get here was complicated and not without pain and loss. I left wreckage in my wake, I will admit that and own it entirel...
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