Making Pickles. Not Writing.

There's this weird thing that happens every time I think I'll sit down and write.  I get this sudden urge to do a million other things. I might rearrange the furniture, or try to create origami out of used aluminum foil, or make pickles.  I guess that you could say this is a part of my creative process.  I have to dance around the chair, and the keyboard until my brain (or the characters that live there) says, "it's time!"

Look how long I have been away from this blog...whew!  That's a lot of pickles.  Yikes!  Okay, I will try to be better at posting here.  In the meantime...the pickles are great. So are the stories that are in the works. ;)