Despite rumours to the contrary.
Wow. Have I really not blogged since, like, September?
Man, I suck.
I have to admit, Gentle Readers, that ol’ Kris’ creative life has been frozen in a soul-sucking vortex that is not allowing for any new and wonderful words to flow from her fingertips.
Not only has my real life been ridiculously busy with work, there have been numerous health issues — of both the physical and mental — affecting clan Starr. To tell you the truth, folks, there are days when it’s all I can do to just hold on with my very fingertips.
It’s frustrating as fuck to see your offspring suffering and not be able to do a damn thing about it. I think I’ve cried more tears in the last few weeks than I have in the last few years put together.
So. I want to get back on that yarn-spinning bicycle, but pain, frustration, anger, and exhaustion hold me back. And, to put it coldly and bluntly, more royalty cheques would be awfully nice, too. But you don’t get paid if you don’t write anything. Damn that conundrum.
I sincerely and truly hope that one of these days I will have the energy and enthusiasm for putting something down on-screen. As hard and as stressful as writing can be, I miss the joy of creating, of telling tales, and playing God a little bit. I promise you I’ll get something out there sooner, rather than later.
Maybe simply for my own sanity’s sake.