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April Already.

Hello. I should be heading on to bed, but I've got a nice buzz going from drinking vanilla vodka and diet Coke all night with our neighbors (Game Night!), and I'm just catching up after a crazy couple of months. It's so nice having neighbors we can just hang out with and be ourselves with. I can't believe we've been here a year now -- we drove past our old house and through our old neighborhood, and we just couldn't recognize it anymore. We've moved on. This is home now.

I'd just like to know where all the time went. Each year seems to go by faster. It's a little freaky.

In any case, this weekend was quite lovely. Lizzie and I had a date last night, and we had some good food and conversation and then, instead of trying to find a movie worth going to, we just came home and watched a Netflix movie. That's how crappy the movies are at the theaters these days.

I also got a lot of good work done on the yard this weekend, cutting the grass and planting stuff. I never thought I'd admit this, but I'm enjoying getting our yard in shape and find myself checking out the progress of our bushes and plants and grass... Yikes.

And finally, I think I'm on a bit of a hiatus with my writing. I think I need to just move on to something new. I can't work up much of a head of steam on the baseball novel or the YA re-working of the fantasy novel. I think I either need to write something brand new or just take some time off.

I'm favoring the latter these days -- I really want to get caught up on my reading and figure out what it is I feel I really have to say with my writing. Right now I don't know what it is I have to share with others when it comes to my fiction. I just feel... ambivalent. I guess it's the result of being really busy with the day job (where things are starting to look up) and with our little family (Drew and Lizzie are doing great). Writing just doesn't seem so important lately. I don't feel the burning need to write. Maybe it'll come back. Maybe not. In any case, it's nice not to feel like I've gotta do it for 2-3 hours a day. Right now it's nice just having a life and playing Balderdash with the neighbors, sipping a vanilla-wodka-and-coke. Later!


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