For several years, I have been afflicted with writers block, and let me tell you that shit is stupid and deliberating. Coupled with a near-autistic fixation on the things known as beads, and you get me—a moose who has been trying hard to get back into writing. Of course, it has been a worthless and useless endeavor.

Events these year and the last have been distracting to everyone, but these current months have been really horrible. The mass social media hack, the FB profile shutdown, A.I. slop avalanches, the RGV flooding......and then the deaths! Dineegla's shook me the worse* but his was just one of a long run of death announcements from the local folks I knew both friends and family. It has been a dark year thus far, both local and non, and I feel it will get more. As Elaida Sedai said to the Queen of Andor, "Where the world has wept one tear, it will weep thousands."**

As some of you notice, I am putting old stories from the blog up. It is something I should have done years ago, and I regret not putting them up sooner. (This year has been full of regrets and supplications to be honest) But then, I had writers block and this feeling of feeling grey, old, and really useless to everyone. I need a hug, a boyfriend, someone to truly confide in. I thought I found one, but they ghosted me. Certainly had me fooled for a few weeks, but better weeks than months...or years...

As a counterpoint to all of this—and I know this will shock a few of you folks—I have been given custodianship of the OC known as Billy Bisonario.*** The previous owner has given me full custody of the huge hulking beefy leather-bound over-sexed bison of a stud with the over-packed hyper equipment [bites lower lip, stifles moan]. The reason why I'm mentioning this here is that I have been meaning to tie Din's world with mine in one way or another, and I feel that having the bison in my stories will be a small tip of the hat for all the years Din and MW had with their stories. They wont's show up, but I will make a few tongue-in-cheek references.. Another regret—I should have asked permission for cameos like I did with Sirius and Arc all those years back. [sigh]

I hope you guys have a good evening. Give the folks you love a hug and words of comfort. Turn up your tunage, raise your voice in song. It might be dark, but we can shine as bright as we can.

Love y'all.

*I know I didn't write any memorials for him or for MW (couldn't because of all the grieving), but at least I was instrumental in saving MW's arts. His and Din's computers on the other hand...I have no idea where they are....
** Jordan, The Eye of the World
***  bbisonario