My Second First Post

I got back from a wonderful day of gardening to find my roommate and her boyfriend angry at a blogging assignment they have to do for class. Actually, he was working quite peacefully, but he agrees with everything she says, so they were both technically angry. Anyway, there was no way I could tune out her hatred of Blogger, even with earbuds in, and I vaguely remembered starting a blog at one point, so I decided to see if I still had one. Now that I've found it, I want to amend my previous first post. I don't really write poetry anymore. I found out that my genre is more creative nonfiction, and despite not having a desire to get published, I had my first essay accepted for publication this spring. I still love to knit and I don't think that will ever change. Right now I'm learning to do the kitchener stitch so that I can finish a prayer shawl I made for a Catholic friend. I am still pagan, which is actually what my nonfiction essay was about. Clearly I'm more open about it now, so it probably won't be emphasized more than anything else I write about.

I do have a lot to say, and I intend to say it. It usually makes me feel better eventually.