There's always a hump to get over, when I come back to this blog.
The hump of not knowing what to say. The hump of feeling sheepish for being away so long, again, when I never intend to be.
The hump that makes me feel like I'm no good at this; the one that makes all the words hard to assemble and the ideas feel drowned in molasses.
Starting is always hardest, and I know after starting it gets easier. But starting is often so hard I can't get past it. Even though I tell myself this is the most important thing, the thing I want to make my "real" work, the way I hope to encourage and help people.
Writing is one of my best gifts. The starting-hump makes me shut up and not use it.
There's no elegant way to get across. Never is.
The only way is to get a run up and go over, however. However it happens.
Hi, blog. I'm stumbling over the hump today, to get back here. Back to this space that matters.