OK. It's been awhile. I've been ignoring my blog and my writing.
Usually, I would say that is inexcusable. But I have a good excuse this time. I really, really do. Over the past couple of weeks, I've been on the road for work (not a good excuse), and going through the process of finding a new job (that's the good excuse).
For the last 17-plus years, I've been a sports reporter. I've never done anything else. Now I'm stepping away from the struggling newspaper business (and floundering newspaper I work for). I'm anticipating this to be a good move for me, even if I'm leaving my comfort zone.
But from my personal writing (and this blog's) standpoint, that should be a good thing. Gone will be the days when I'm too burnt out typing a half dozen stories during my workday to type on my novel or short story or whatever happens to be the WIP du jour. That leaves me jonesing to write, which means my only outlet now is my personal stuff -- a.k.a. the stuff I actually want to write.
I apologize for leaving for so long. And I apologize even more profusely to my muse, who has to feel pretty damn neglected right now. But the blog posts should come more regularly, and my routine of fiction writing should get back into the swing, too.
But maybe not right away. I've got a big move in front of me, a house I have to get ready to sell, and a start to a new career to worry about. So forgive me if the daily updates don't come back fast and furious right away. There's still a bunch on my plate.
I've appreciated the feedback I've gotten since the first couple of posts were slapped together. I hope those blog followers stick around, or at least come back when things fire up again. Just hang with me though this little rough patch, and I promise everything will work out.
Remember: It's not you, it's me.