No matter how many times I resolve to write absent the expectation of immediate flawless-ness . . . I still do that.

I saw to myself, “Come now, J. Just get the words on paper (read: screen), raw and unedited, then refine them into a glistening gem of literature!”

Did somebody famous once say that the first draft of everything sucks big time?

In any case, while I am working (slowly) on more substantial blog posts, I just wanted to check in and assure you that my net absence is the result of neurosis and not neglect.

I also wanted to invite you to share with me your struggles of a similar nature. You may be wondering why you should take time out of your day to shoot me a comment or email, and frankly starting to consider me more or less a pretentious ass. That’s okay. I still like you.

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