A Little Help

You're not imagining things. It has indeed been FOREVER since I updated this blog. Blame no internet. Blame whatever you want-- but I have once again neglected my love of writing.

I once again found unconventional inspiration to begin anew. I watched "The Help" this afternoon and found myself relating to Skeeter, the heroine and aspiring journalist in the film. She sees injustice, she sees a problem-- and she wants to expose it. She uses her compassion for other people to fuel her writing material.

I realize that this blog hasn't started a movement. It hasn't fought mistreatment or changed the world.

But it is my truth. And it is my story. And, like the book, it is an avenue to personal freedom.

I got a little lost. I strayed from the path. It seems that I just needed a little shove, a little help.