One of the problems with being gone for so long, Gentle Reader, is that I’ve fallen out of habit.
I have not written in several weeks, as my days were consumed with class prep and helping my father.
Therefore, I am trying to get back into it, thinking through what it is I want to write, and what it is that needs to be written. This of course means several post-its, a whiteboard full of plans, and other such concerns throughout the day.
But first, coffee. Coffee is an essential and integral part of any writing process for me, but especially the morning. I can’t live without my coffee. I know, I know, the first sign of true addiction, but I have no other vices but coffee and carbs! Can’t I have these?
The Postmodern Bluestocking 