I haven’t written anything much at all here lately, I know, but since September I’ve written off-the-internet about a memory of a sleepover I went to when I was a kid, I’ve written about both of my grandmothers and I’ve tried to write about Poppy. That one is unfinished. I’m not sure where I want to go with it. I’ve written a couple of other things, too, but I’m not sure exactly what they are. That is not a great sign.

I would publish it all here for you to read, but then I couldn’t get it all published in elite paying marketplaces. I’ll share the links to those unicorns with you when they’re available. /sarcasm.

I’ve been writing these offline because I’ve been taking a writing class. I’ve spent a few hours every Wednesday for the last few months in a room downtown with about a dozen other people, talking about our writing and writing about our families. The class is part of a local university program. It has been even more enjoyable than I’d expected it to be. The Spring class offerings were released last week. Nothing leapt out at me, but I might sign up for something anyway.

I am writing this while US Ambassador William Taylor testifies in the House impeachment hearings, and one thing I have learned today is that it is not a good idea to try to write a blog post while listening to US Ambassador William Taylor testify in the House impeachment hearings because it is both sort of boring and very distracting simultaneously. #writingtips