A Year and Two Days

That's how long ago I started this blog. Thousands of words later, I'm free of writer's block and in the midst of a couple of solid writing projects. I've got the time to work on them, though much of my energy is spent hunting for a job. I've attended a couple of writers' conferences, found a wonderful writers' group, and come up with a schedule that lets me focus on writing for three days a week without neglecting all my other responsibilities.

Next week I'm turning 44, and I've freshly affirmed my commitment to writing. Like any other marriage, the one between writer and work has its edgy moments. In the end I always go back. However estranged we may become, I'm better off with writing than without it.