I feel like time is escaping me. It's hard to keep up with everything. Even this.
Things that have changed: I'm a carer for one, now. I'm married. I'm trying a new writing genre (non fantasy fiction) after a long break from writing. We still have our cats, and they're all well.
New Books: Moomins, by Tove Jansson. OMG. If you haven't read these, find and read them. If you hate reading, the 1990's series is on DVD and youtube.
New location: Rural-ish. Loving all the trees. All the colours of the oak and maples this past autumn were so astounding.
When it comes to writing, I've found it hard to knuckle into it, but I found inspiration in the oddest place - the bottom of this lovely old, ugly teapot, and this beautiful little cup with birds detailed on it. Those with some hot water and herbs, and I'm set as long as I keep getting a top up.
To anyone who has been wondering where I've been, or worrying, I'm sorry. Life took over. Please message me if you'd like. I'm doing mostly okay.