It’s been over a year since my last blog post. Any blog post that begins with an apology for how long it’s been since the previous one is doomed, so–no apologies here. Just the facts, and no excuses. If I haven’t been blogging, what have I been doing?

In the past year, I:

  • parented two children through approximately one year of growth each (I had a lot of help)
  • fed approximately 1,800 servings of wet food to six cats nightly (I had a little help)
  • rode approximately 1,800 miles on my mountain bike
  • had a broken tailbone and a concussion
  • despite the above, trained for and completed a triathlon
  • rewrote and edited “Timber Howligan, Agent on the Loose” beginning to end approximately a dozen times, and finally this month got it to the point where, if I died, I would be willing to let other people read it
  • through no fault of any of the above, had 124 migraines (yes, I have an excellent neurologist and am on all the latest treatments and have tried absolutely everything)

It was, you could say, a growth year all around. I’d always wanted to do a triathlon, and I learned that I never want to do one again (not with another migraine). I learned a thing or three about editing, and have a thing or three left to learn. Likewise for mountain biking. Double that for parenting.

Keeping track of every migraine hasn’t helped me have any fewer of them; I’d like to track more positive things, so I’m going back to GoodReads to start logging my books. Bright glowy screens and migraines don’t mix, which is another reason I tend to go analog once I’m done writing for the day. I can’t promise this year will be any better, but it will have another Timber Howligan book at the end of it! (Official publication date TBA)

About pain. It’s invisible, but it’s not. If you look closely, you can always see it. So if someone looks like they don’t like you or doesn’t want to be bothered or, for instance, drops off the face of the earth for a year–look again.

2 thoughts on “Why I don’t write (here)

  1. It took me a long time to realize that my friends’ moods were not all about me.
    And while I don’t have migraines I try to stay off line as much as possible after I’ve done work. It’s why I rarely do ebooks.
    Oh, and I promoted Timber Howligan to some friends last week.

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