The Hiatus

It’s been over a month; a well deserved break from the voices rattling around in my head screaming lists of everything that I needed to write.

My break from writing began as an accident. Or rather my extended over a month long break began as an accident.

Following the live Noir, I had intended to ride that high into completing the first chapter of my book of short stories that I decided deserved to be one story.

On the ride through the hills of Hoover, I decided I would take a week or so and let my fro blow in the wind and focus on building my website by creating a schedule for posting blogs.

Then life came out of her corner swinging and its demands sent me into a withdrawn state.

A state in which I have fought long and hard to overcome. I can proudly say I have gained enough ground to declare myself the victor.

Nostalgia

When I exited the car, I saw it. The memories of a childhood carefree and calm. How did I get there? What caused me to go back and place my hand over my heart?

Maybe it was the wind or the bird that flew overhead.

No, I know now, it was the trees, my heart fluttered when I heard the soft moans of “you’re home” as I approached phone in hand ready to take pictures for a woman than can no longer remember the childhood she had given me.