I’ve hinted at it here, but I might as well come out and say it. I haven’t written much in a while. And by much, I pretty much mean I haven’t written anything in the past year, save for a short contest entry here and there.
Sure I have a young son in the house. But he’s 20 months old now. He goes to sleep at 8:30 each night. I have the time to write now. I just haven’t been using it. I think that about to change, though.
Last night I attended my local writer’s critique group. I haven’t been to a meeting in a year. Let’s just say it was inspiring. I cannot express how nice it was to sit in a room for a few hours and just talk about writing. It also helped to read my fellow writer’s works. They have some serious skills.
And so, I think I’m back in the game. I started work on a small piece of flash fiction last night. Baby steps, I say. I absolutely am attending my group’s meeting next month. Because, you see, I’m back. And it feels good.