I know, I know. I’m like a cheating spouse, with promises that it won’t happen again…and then it does happen again. Of course it does. I leave you. But I’m sorry. Really I am. I know you miss me. And yes, I miss you, too. Of course I’m thinking about you. Because it’s not that I don’t care. I just lost my mojo for a bit. You understand. Don’t you?
So tell me what you want. Ask me anything. I’m an open book for you. What do you want to know? What do you want from me here?
You do know I’m talking about blogging, right? How I have been away from the blog a bit. And about answering questions about publishing and writing…