Posting here due to popular request. It's been dark here for two big reasons:
1. Writing about Sasha has been increasingly difficult, because it is a violation of her privacy, and she has been upset numberless times when somebody asks her in person about something I've written here. I'm inclined to respect her wishes in this.
2. I'm increasingly writing for money and not for love, and I have only so many words in me in any given day. As I enjoy having money quite a bit, I am more inclined to do income-bearing or potentially-income-bearing work first.
So! I might post here some more and again, and I might not. It's not that I don't love you, it's just that I love other things *more.*
My kitchen is: Some dirty dishes scattered, but overall not terrible. Unless you were to look into the refrigerator, a dark place from whence few have lived to tell the tale.
Posted by andrea at January 2, 2010 01:25 PM