A friend of mine whom I haven't seen since high school graduation finally got a FB page and we reconnected. She asked me if I had published my book of poetry yet....no. And so she got me to thinking.

Way back when in middle school I started writing poetry. I remember my 5th grade teacher hung one of them on the classroom door and made a big deal out of it. I wrote poetry all through high school and even wrote a few short stories. I did manage to get one poem published in a book. Now, I was no Emily Dickens but that was how I expressed myself back then. All seniors in my high school were interviewed before graduating and in my interview I did say that I wanted to have my name on the book shelf one day. Well....

So, somewhere along the way I quite writing. Must've been about the time that I was taking 15-18 hours a semester in college, sometimes working up to three part-time jobs, taking care of my little girl, and my "husband" at the time being completely useless, the responsibilities of taking care of the house also fell on me. I quite writing because it was a matter of survival. I couldn't have put pen to paper at the time unless it was school related. My muse turned our focus on to arts/crafts and photography instead.

Since talking to my friend yesterday, it got me to thinking. I've written a few things here and there since life has slowed down. Well, if you count running an in-home daycare with 4 children all under the age of 2 slowed down! I've written two short stories for Koontah which are posted over at her Cafe. And I've written some poetry too....

I think I'm ready to get back into writing again! I just wonder if my muse is up to this...