"There sure are a lot of posts here for someone that is bailing on the blogging biz."
Which is true. At the beginning of February, I basically said, "I'm giving up." And have since not actually stopped posting.
The reason, if you'll allow a little emotional indulgence:
At the beginning of the month, I wasn't in a good mood. Money was short, I was going back into a career I didn't want to go back into, and ideas for posting here were in short supply. So I made the whiny little post that the posting was done for at least a month.
But ...
I got a little Hico time, the job is OK, and I like the people I'm working with.
My main worry was that posting here would be like my other freelance writing attempts when I've been at other newspapers -- once I got off work, I'd want life to be as illiterate as possible.
I'm still coming up with things to put down here. So I am.
My Grandpa told me:
"No Segrist man should ever make a cri de coeur without getting hisself some Hico time."
And then he'd tell me about his World War I adventures with Spanish prostitutes.
I loved my Grandpa.
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