The One Where I Attempt to Come Off Hiatus...Again...

This is the one where I attempt to come off hiatus. Again. You know, because it's worked so well for me before.

I really haven't written anything in the last year, unless you count 140 characters of snark on Twitter, mostly aimed at our current 'Presidential' Administration, which seems to be my limit of creativity as of late. Sadly, I am not nearly as funny as I'd like to think I am.

My husband says that it's because of all of the stress of the last year, not to mention to continuing stress of such, (folks overstepping boundaries and squashing toes in the process and fairly effectively achieving nothing but pissing me off but good), and while I'd be inclined to agree, I'm not entirely convinced. Pretty much, I've gotten it into my head that I suck, I'm a sham, a fraud and very much not a writer in the least. Pity party for one? Right here.

Now logically, I know that's not true. After all, I did write, edit, and publish TWO books in two years. Not a small feat for even the best of us. It just seems like I've got some sort of mental block preventing what I've written in my head from coming out onto the paper or screen. Just need to get to the bottom of it. I may have an idea of why I'm 'blocked' so to speak though. So, we'll get there, I promise.