Harvest Time
And a confession. I’ve always thought about a comeback.
I thought I had given up blogging, but it is a gift that keeps on giving. And one fine day, I thought, what would it take for me to go back?
Maybe it is the shedding away of a lot of responsibilities, a shedding away of writing as a career.
I was editor of a newspaper. Words were my life. Others’ words, some mine, but I was inundated with it that I wanted nothing to do with it.
The creativity was stifled somehow. Because of a perceived audience, because of being careful, because of what cannot be said, because of what should be said.
