Death in the family

Well we lost my cat Golda. She was nothing short of a full family member and it's quieted my writing and my social life. I've just been down about it. I had not considered how much of a hole she left. Golda was with us for eighteen years and died at age 24. I miss you Golda.

writing is damn addictive

Some say writing is breathing -- both are essential for life. For me writing is access. Helen Keller once wrote that reading was her avenue to the hearing and speaking world. Writing for me is my avenue into the impossible where planets come alive, worlds fall and rebuild on a page. I can go anywhere and do anything within the medium of text. I love it for all its flavors.
Writing is hard work -- damn hard work but it's also very satisfying.