Words of Encouragement

Thanks to reader PietB:

Oh, I'm not going to disappear. I'm just a little tired, and my life is starting to move in other directions -- or back to some old directions.

I explained to my editor at GMR recently that my brain is doing much better at reading images right now than at reading words, which happens with me from time to time: those seem to be, with some sort of kinesthetic release added in (dance, or, believe it or not, ceramics), my default positions. They take turns taking precedence.

And I'd rather make art, when it comes right down to it.

Or at least write about it.

(Speaking of which, you might want to keep up with Booklag, where I do most of my writing about writing -- and making. And do keep an eye on Green Man Review -- I generally have something there that interested me enough to write about it.)