There’s an old The Far Side cartoon with a boy raising his hand, saying, “Mr. Osborne, may I be excused? My brain is full.” That’s how I feel lately.
There are a lot of things going on with my kids and school and therapy and doctors – things I’m not comfortable saying publicly. And when you’re a writer who processes life by writing, that’s a problem. Because if the problems aren’t getting written about, nothing gets written about, and it all stacks up in your head.
So yeah. I’m working on that. Trying to figure out how to clean out the necessary garbage so I can get back to writing more interesting stuff.
Wish me luck.