Gut Rumbles

March 29, 2004

changing every day

I really need to sit down and update my blogroll. But I'll confess that I haven't been cruising the blogs lately the way I normally do. I've been too sick and too preoccupied with other problems.

I'll straighten everything out when I feel better. Plus, I have been writing a lot lately (not for the blog) and that kind of activity doesn't give me a lot of free time to visit with my blog-friends. I lose track of time when I write. Hell, I lose track of EVERYTHING when I write.

Did you ever enjoy a hobby that totally absorbed you when you practiced it? I mean something that wrapped you in your own little world, where no one else could enter, and you felt totally comfortable there? I have that experience when I write.

I'm just putting words on a page. I never really know what's going to come flying out of my imagination, but it's in there, and it's got to emerge. Some people enjoy the results and some people hate my guts for what I write. I appreciate the flattery and I try my best to ignore the trolls. But no matter what happens next, writing is something I'll do until I take my last breath.

That restless urge is in me, and I cannot keep it caged.