Many of you lovely ladies have been wondering where I've been and missing my commentary on random mullet madness.
The truth is this
. Even a plucky flair-meister, such as myself, can get caught up in an ugly, funk-rut, and that's just where I've been. I haven't been able to get myself to do much of anything, but all of the sudden, it seems the clouds are clearing.
Today's a new day.
It wasn't a magic wand that "fixed" my mood, it was a actually more writing. It started out as free-writing some horrid, unhappy wickedness that's been tinging my warm fuzziness. After I read it a time or two, I realized how stupid I was being. Continue reading...