I’m going to write. I’m going to write. Do I blog? Do I tweet? Do I let FB suck me in. Or do I look at the pictures my kids post from college. What I should do is send out queries for my finished manuscript and edit the other in progress. That is too frightening. So instead, I start a blog. A random blog that I will post my work, because this way I may get over my fears. And learn how to blog. Maybe I’ll just go feed the dogs. Or sleep. Sleep is always good.