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I've been gone forever, I know. I know, and I'm sorry. But I had decided I just couldn't keep up with the blog, but mostly, my writing. I'll admit, I got so discouraged, I quit writing for a while. Several months, actually. After Pitch Wars, I had to deal with some personal life, and it bled over into my writing ability.

Then, I found an amazing group of CP's that welcomed me into their fold, and they've encouraged me so much, I couldn't stay away from writing any longer. So, here I am. I hope to build my blog back up. I've lost over a hundred followers, but I don't blame them. Why follow when I offer nothing but empty space and air??

It may be a slow process, but I'm determined to make this work.

My writing has come a long way since 2012, when I started this blog in earnest.

What has everyone else been up to? How's your writing coming along? Fill me in on all the news!

Until next time, stay kind, beautiful guys and dolls!

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  1. Welcome back! We all go through seasons. Now you are back to your writing season.

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    1. Thank you, Alex. You're always so encouraging and kind.

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