Don’t interrupt me; I’m busy not writing.


I wish I could tell you I was really busy. That I was deeply involved in building some low income housing. Or that I was stuck under a remarkably heavy boulder. Because the truth is as dull as dishwater: I was lazy. I could generate neither the energy nor the incentive to sit down and write a blog post, not even a half-assed, shitty one. I know. It is pathetic. How in the hell can I even call myself a "writer" when I can't even compose a few lines for the few people who were nice enough to sign-up for the occasional musing from me? Actually, it's pretty easy. I'll even go you one better. I'll argue that my extended absence from blog world proves that I am, in fact a … [Read more...]