I know. I’ve been away for some time and even I’m annoyed with myself. I received all of the emails, including those threatening me with boycott and virtual demonstrations.

Look. I do this thing that can only be called “spinning”. When something goes amiss or askew in my life I spin like a crazy Dervish. Only, I don’t get to a hire state of being, rather, I get to – usually – a relatively deep state of nausea.

When I do that, I cocoon. I don’t see very many people and I don’t do a lot of writing except to work out the voices and the ideas in my head. I also read a lot of children’s novels because they’re nice and for the most part, they have very happy endings even when the reality is that the main character dies, I ignore it and stick to the metaphor. Because apparently, anything can be turned into a metaphor.

I’ve been contemplating what I will do with the next year and a half of my life and I think I may have a general idea that involves farming in the south of France and something in the Middle East. How these ideas may come to fruition is another matter and it’ll take me some time to sort through them. For now, all I know is that I will be taking sailing lessons as of next month, Inshallah.

I’ve always wanted to sail and I’m likely the sort to place a down payment on a sailboat before a home, so I figure before I do that, I should at least learn how to sail.

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