the whim’s the thing

So, I just sort of signed up for a free blog.  There wasn’t an agenda with it, I’ve grown into being rather taciturn over the years, yet now there’s this space amid the ethers to call my own and to fill with myself, to greater or lesser degrees.  Now I’ll have to start writing again.  Let’s see, I could write odes to my new Bernina, finally finish my seven book juvie lit series called Arc’s End, have deep thoughts, try to explain the world, rant e-aloud the things that usually stay silently in my mind.  But it’s late, and I believe I’ll simply sleep on it.  I hope I remember I started this tomorrow; if I do, I’ll be back.