Writer's Protection Program

I posted the following on my Events page, but decided to include it here as well, just in case there are those who only check in with me here. It’s still very apropos:

I’m gonna be offline for a while. Working on a new project, stirring my dark cauldron. Sometimes I’m at the piano. Sometimes I’m procrastinating. Sometimes I’m in the soul of my life, trying not to fight it. This new project is a handful, and I have no idea how long it will take or what it will ultimately look like. But I’m throwing in images, stirring, adding tablespoons of lyric, some salt, irony, humor, depth, quirk, reducing it down, sniffing around for the missing essence, stirring the melody-line, rosemary, tasting, throwing it out, starting over, chasing concepts around, missing, messing up, mapping out the bones of it. Wisps of music haunt the house. I’m steering clear of the general populace, laying low. There will eventually be something to show for it. But for right now, I’m in the heart of what it’s all about, dousing for wonder…