Not just 2010, but July 8, 2010. How can more than a year have passed since the last time I added a line to this blog? And does it matter how? No, I don’t think so. But I’ll ramble a bit all the same.
In September of 2008 I left northern California on a cross-country road trip that ended, quite suddenly, with the signing of a lease in Baja California. Since then, I’ve moved twice — once from the casita in Villa Floresta to the big party house on the hill above Popotla; and a second time from the house on the hill to the nice smaller house near Rosarito centro. All the while I’ve been writing. A lot of poetry, a lot of memoir, a lot of drafts on the Irene novel. Also began a new novel and ran up around 200 pages. Then, returned to the 2008 start-up of a sci-fi fun piece Maggie, Lavonne and I had many laughs with back in ’08.
[I wonder how many years will pass before I return to this blog again?]
