Last fall, I leapt from the conventional working life into the abyss…and floundered, grabbing a buoy of tradition fairly quickly. Perhaps it was the discomfort of the unknown. Or the overwhelming freedom, which for some may be fruitful and productive but for myself was a deregulated mess of literary proportions! In other words, I didn’t try very hard at something I only thought of in rosy hues and was scared off easily when sunlight revealed all the colors of the rainbows. But, what is life but to try and fail and try again, right?

Anyway, I hope everyone’s had a much better/more productive couple months.