It’s been a rough couple weeks, causing me to completely miss several weekly posts.

It was one of those times where ‘life happens’, where the dose of life happening was a little higher then I strictly speaking would prefer. With two deaths, a birth, a lot to do at work, the flu and leakage in our bathroom in the wake of a conference which was awesome but left a lot of information and impressions to process, I’m now hoping for a couple of more quiet-like weeks, so I can process and start writing things down.

Now, I haven’t completely shut down or anything- I had that experience once as a teenager, when even more life happened then it did now and every piece of it was bad, and I hope to never again experience that numb bleakness before the pain hit a couple of days later. But to write about my impressions and thoughts, I need some semblance of brain space to sort them.

Fortunately this does not matter for my creative writing – a whole new story materialized out of nowhere the past couple of weeks. It’s my way of coping. Sometimes difficult, sometimes highly convenient. Especially since I also clean a lot. So now my house is sort of sparkly, and my word count is up…