In my mind I have been "talking" about writing again for YEARS. I've come up with every excuse there is not to write. I don't have time; I hate my computer; I hate my new computer; I can't decide if a blog is best, a memoir, or fiction; I've forgotten most grammar rules, etc. What it really boils down to is that I haven't had an idea to write about. So here I am, jumping in feet first and hoping that the "idea" will come to me before I sink. Either way, it's better than just sitting on shore watching. After all, I've already mastered that.