April 27, 2016
Holy cow, I need to work on my writing habits!
Do you ever go through a time where you just don't do what you normally enjoy? I've spent the last month not reading very much. I'm now at 12 books for the year, which seems low since I was reading no less than four books a month. I haven't been writing, as you can tell. I spent a week, or two, being in the depression and anger stages of grief about Alan. I'm now done grieving and accepting he's no longer physically with us. I'm accepting, I guess, but that doesn't mean I'm thrilled about it. *sad face*