Of Mozzies and Mira
a placenta and a pickaxe
Yes, I will address the title. Yes, it is relevant.
Okay, so I left off my autobiography in early February at that part where I have a publishing deal and Travis has a plan to move us to Fiji, but we are keeping it quiet from everyone but close family.
run away with me
I’ve been thinking about getting back to blogging for a while now. I kept waiting to come up with a coherent vision for it, a focus, a game plan. With bullet points and a schedule and a made-in-advance line up of content. After much thought, consideration, and deliberation, I have done none of that. All I have is a whim and a burst of random motivation with which I’ll do what I do best—I’ll wing it while I tell you a story. So this is my catch-up post, my brainstorming post, my “hope I have a plan by the end of this” post.

