Yeah, writing on here or anywhere is like a big vacuum. We write, we share hell might be lucky if you even get a couple reads or stares or lame comments. I try not to equate my self worth and confidence with my writing career that has skidded into a brick fucking wall. Hate the up and down ness I see on writer’s blogs everywhere. Seems like everybody and their mama is now a writer leaving the writers field saturated like after a monsoon opens up letting all that rain gush out as if someone tipped a bucket over online. I feel like I have been sucked into an abyss of a dream that will not ever flame up like poorly soaked charcoal briquettes in a bbq. I keep on soaking the briquettes hoping for a spark to ignite it full flame. Should I encourage you to stay or just let you go? Nah, you will figure this out all on your own. You really are a writer more than you really know. Your muse will strike you down again and you’ll find yourself stumbling through the dark of night for paper and pen…you are honest in your writings. I commend you on this and that is what a real writer does. Share truths from the darkest moments of our souls and venture where where others fear to tread or go…may there be light along your side road journey to avoid writing on your reprieve. Will await your return to see what new words you mix up, toss around for us to see your flavors experienced along the way. Follow the yellow brick road dearheart…