For me, writing requires melancholy.  It requires a certain sadness, or emptiness, a longing for something more.  It seems I’ve only been able to write when it is present.

Three years ago everything changed.  I met the love of my life and as I welcomed him in, melancholy let itself out.  At first I didn’t miss it.  I was so happy and spending time doing new things and sharing my life with this amazing person.  But, as time has gone on I’ve longed for the dark place that allows me to put words together to form beautiful sentences.

While I do not hope for infinite sadness, I do hope to hone my skills in writing while in these happier times and to fully take advantage of the lower times.

On a lighter note…

So…I use to have a blog hosted by Posterous and they went a bye, bye.  It was great looking back at my posts; seeing where I was at the time, what I thought was important, or funny.

Now, new blog!  I will post all of my older blogs, with the date and then add a bunch of new and I hope entertaining ones.

Happy reading!!!