Would it have surprised anyone if, after the marathon of the
past three months, this space remained untouched for at least a month? Or two?
It wouldn't have surprised me.
But wonder of wonders, I seem to have developed a
habit. Can't seem to make it through too
many days without sitting down with my Dell in my lap and staring at the cursor
blinking on the blank Word page until something shakes out.
Yes, I've settled myself back into this warm familiar room.
I needed to air it out a little, sweep out the cobwebs; pushed out the empty
chairs where no one sits anymore and dusted off and fluffed up the one big,
comfy easy chair that remained. Though it's
so very changed from the electric, energy-charged place it was when I first
found it, I still love this place. It's
full of good memories; rather than letting them prick and pain me with thoughts
of a community lost, I'll allow them to surround me like a fleece blanket of
fond remembrances.
It being the new year and all, and a new year likely to
bring storms and strife from many quarters, I've decided I'll need to come here to my
place of contemplation and solace often.
I'm not one to make resolutions, but I know that if I don't set my
competitive self a goal, my dedication is likely to fade.
So here it is. Ten
posts per month. At least ten; could be
more, can't be less. And no doing 12
posts one month and then 8 the next.
That would be cheating. There may
be times when it might come down to publishing ten posts on the
30th of the month. But I hope not; I'd like to hope a deadline won't be my
primary motivation.
Ready.
Set.
Go.
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