I'm still breathing, if the blog isn't.

This was meant to be a writing blog. About a year ago, my writing, such as it was, went more or less on hold, because (as you can see by the poem I wrote then, in the last post) my biological clock had a last-minute alarm call and began compelling me to try for another child. You can read the dull details of all that at my other blog, linked from the side somewhere.

When I've finished dealing with all that, and when I've stopped being quite so busy with other stuff, I hope to come back here and to write again. I know, I know, I'd make time if I cared enough. Yep.