Yes, I am ashamed of myself. I have spent the last few months floundering through the regular upheavals of college life, but I think it is time to return to the blog. It is Sylvia’s fault, you know. I asked Vincent last night if he ever did get a chance to read her story and the answer was no. But I guess that is unimportant. She runs around both our heads now, and even if she never achieves more than a ephemeral existence on a blog page, I shall be forever indebted to her for introducing me to Vincent.
Not that they knew each other before that fateful dinner in August. She is terribly precocious and took a liking to him at once, prompting me to sit down and tell him all about her. I wonder what he thought of us: an over-imaginative English major and an over-bearing princess spilling out their stories one-on-top-of-the-other in their excitement at finding an attentive audience. Whatever the case, he must have found us both intriguing, if not charming, for he keeps coming back though I can’t think why…
Continued December 18, 2008
And thus, between the sophomoric discovery that college actually requires WORK (shocking idea!) and the various wonderful experiences of helping with my sister’s wedding and falling in love myself, there has been little time for contemplation and the arduous process of composing, editing and re-editing blog posts. Perhaps I shall find time for some real work before the wedding consumes my life, but nothing comes for the asking, and certainly not literary inspiration!
