Hey, we all make mistakes, right? She had a good run going, with some terrific posts from a string of interesting people. I made certain that came to a screeching halt. Instead of being interesting or funny or thoughtful, I decided to lay bare the quivering ball of neurosis that lurks deep in the soul of many writers.
You can read my post here.
And speaking of not believing the internet exists…
…my home internet access is down for potentially a long time. So for now I’m reduced to panhandling for wireless bandwidth from my friends. Meaning that if you send me a note, or post a blog comment, and don’t get a rapid response, it’s probably because I haven’t had my utility lines re-trenched yet.
I’m still keeping an eye on everything. Just can’t respond as quickly as I’d like. If you don’t hear back from me in a few days, though, feel free to re-send.