The title of this post has nothing to do with anything. It's a song by a band called Morphine, mellow with erotic undertones (to listen, click here), that makes me think of the summer of 1998, when I was in the middle of a divorce and a new romance with Mr. Trinkle, and Mr. Trinkle's mother was dying of cancer thousands of miles away and my mother was living with me in Takoma Park, having kind-of-sort-of left Kevin. I still had Loudon the dog, and Sidney and Zoe were young and acrobatic cats. The song has been going through my head and now I offer it up to you.

But that isn't the point of this post. I want to apologize for being an absent presence in the blogging world. I haven't been up to visiting or commenting on blogs. Updating this one has become increasingly time-consuming. Because of the software I use, every time I have a new post I must export the entire blog and then upload it onto a server, a process that take about half an hour or more. It isn't simple or quick. Writing the posts takes a long time, too, sometimes five or six hours. I have limited writing time and have to start pursuing freelance work. There are a few reasons for this, including the fact that my husband is about to take the equivalent of an 8% salary cut through 21 furlough days in the next year. (Ahhh, California!) I would also like to chip away at longer stories and to deepen my writing which just isn't possible in the blog format.

I'll be a more present online presence soon, one way or another. In the meantime, please don't take it personally that I haven't been by. I'm trying to be present in my own life, figuring out a way to get beyond the longing to immerse myself in deep narrative. To move beyond the longing, I have to leap in or give up. I have no intention of giving up.

Image: Rainbow in Berkeley, June 2009.

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