Between the bites

If brownies were the proper fuel for writers, I could be Tolstoy these days. I have put my writing on the shelf (behind the dusty collectible) all these years.The question nags about whether it is worthwhile to stretch my neck out again to see if regular blogging once again ignites something within me. After finishing that sentence, my mind said, "Yes, it is worthwhile. Just do it already." There goes the last brownie bite, and mama duties are on the rest of tonight's agenda. I promise my next post will have more meat to it, or maybe at least more brownie crumbs.