My Latest – Part Une…

So I was sitting here a few nights ago attempting to write this blog but I kept getting distracted by a soft scraping noise emanating from my kitchen. You can imagine my surprise? Yes, let’s just call it “surprise” when I entered the kitchen and saw a pair of round eyes staring in at me through one of the windows. Apparently a stray feline thought my house looked like a great place to call home. I can see the headlines now…

“Neighborhood stray cat breaks into author’s house. Causes fatal heart attack! Story at eleven…”

On a more serious note… The past few weeks I’ve been trying to find the time to sit and write about what’s been going on in my life. As you can see that didn’t work out too well for me and now I’m receiving emails asking things like “WHERE ARE YOUR BLOGS?!?” Wow! I figured I better get to it and apparently I better make it snappy! However, it’s been about a month since I last posted; a lot has happened during that time so I will break this up into several postings over the next few days.

I guess I should start with the reason behind my brief sabbatical. Some of you are already aware of this but many of you are not. I lost my grandmother on February 27^th and I didn’t take the news very well. I knew it was coming. I’m very thankful her passing was peaceful but it still didn’t ease the pain of her loss. I was actually out doing some notary work when I received the multiple calls to let me know she was gone and thankfully I was able to hold myself together until I was done and made it home. Then the waterworks started and I cried for four hours straight. Hellooo migraine!

I attempted to do some writing as a sort of release for my emotions but obviously that didn’t work out too well for me either. *sigh* Writer’s block sucks and so the only thing I actually managed to get written and only because I HAD to were a few book reviews and one posting for the state capitals blog I write up every few weeks.

On the bright side though… Spring is here. The sun is shining. The birds are singing. The flowers are blooming. The words are beginning to flow from the proverbial pen again but even better than that; my desire to write has finally returned.