Back in the Land of the Living

I'm alive!
OK, I'd hardly be posting in my blog if the case were otherwise, but after my long break, it is good to be back.

I've missed taking the time to write here. (Truth be told, I've missed making the time to write.) Priming the pump, digging the clay, coloring the page---all the lovely metaphors writers and would-be's use to describe the process of writing. For me, it's getting my butt in a chair and just making myself be disciplined enough to write each day. No days off---no excuses. Something written, every day. However, being ill recently really brought the whole process to a screeching halt. No matter how hard I tried, my brain just would not co-operate. Finally, I was able to edit my novel which will be coming out in January. But as for actually writing, it has been a long hard process back.

So, now to keep digging in, working the clay. All the good stuff. Wanting to want to write. I shrivel up without creating. I've always known this. People close to me know this. So now I'm getting physically better, it's time for working on being kind to myself about the fallow time of not being able to write.

Ah...creative types. Don't we just stick in your teeth sometimes?

Love
Kennedy.

Immunizations

I've been quiet for the last wee while because of a nasty wee virus: the chickenpox virus which has been lurking in my system for a dozen years decided to come calling again in the form of shingles.

For anyone who has never heard of this, it's sooooo much not fun. If you can, get immunized.

Of course, I didn't get the chickenpox until I turned 30. That was horrific in and of itself. So now I managed to get the follow on years earlier than most adults. Happy joy! (Whine, whine)

Oh well, it could be worse, but it's not condusive to writing, thinking or doing much of anything.

A word to the wise: get immunized!

Be good, dear ones.

Love,
Kennedy.