I've decided to continue with my blog.

I was recently asked if I write poetry, and if I am published. I replied, it's complicated. Then, I sent this person two of my poems. I may post them here, and then perhaps I will go back to what I've always wanted to do: simply write. I remember in 1988, when I first thought of writing, and all that ensued because of my intent to write a novel. Yesterday, I told my husband about the interest on my blog, "Dig ME!", and that I was told that I should write. He chuckled, and asked me if I'd told that person about how I once thought I'd be on Johnny Carson. It made me laugh, and then later, I thought. You know? I think I'll start writing again. Very soon.