I’ve been so busy with love and life and parenting and career and houses and moving and running and life for so long and now here I am, settled, and it’s damn scary because I could write. It’s so quiet and I have time and space and ideas and money and even a god damn office and that means I have no excuse not to write and that makes me want to just go watch Friends on Netflix and fold laundry because there is so much laundry to fold that it would give me an excuse not to try to achieve what I hope to and quite possibly fail at it. Continue reading →