Author: Modesty
Named after a fictional British spy from the 1960s, she's a stickler for manners, tradition, and has a love of the finer things in life, mixed with a naughty sense of humor and a vocabulary, once released, could make a stevedore blush. She hates run-on sentences like the one you just read.
Getting back into writing after a long layoff is like riding a bike. You’re wobbly at first, then you get stronger and steadier, and before you know it, you’re flying. Except it’s not. Because when you ride a bike, it’s the same every time you do it, and that can’t be said for writing. So that said, have a little patience until I get over being wobbly.
I must have stared at this screen for 30 minutes…so much to say, nothing to say. It’s like a bear emerging from hibernation; slightly fuzzy and confused. It’s summer, but I feel like I missed part of winter and all of Spring. Maybe it’s the onset of Alzheimer’s? Post-Covid brain freeze? I don’t know, but I hope I’m not the only person who feels like this. Plus how does one follow up the epic Jabberwocky ode that Sparky just posted? I mean, did you READ that thing? It was like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, with a shot of mezcal and a lighter fluid chaser. Even Blanche had to read it twice, and she’s fluent in psychedelic (or is it psychotic?) writing.
All I ask is you guys hang in with us…I promise you’ll either laugh, cry, shake your head, or nod along with us.
So glad you ALL are back!
I’m alive, though battered and fried. I do have palm trees outside my window and a floofy companion on my recliner! And now Mod stories & Sparkles tales. Life is good.
So glad your words have found a blank page again!
Thanks, Barb…it was time to get back in the saddle again!
It was a crappy Winter all the way around; besides being face-diapered up everywhere we went. We’re still enduring a stolen “election” that.. let’s face it, is depressing as Hell.
But! We’re back and on fire!