I am going to be honest with you, and you might have already figured this out, but I really don’t know what to write about in this space anymore. Call it writer’s block. Call it boredom. Call it struggling to reach a minimum word count. I think my inkwell has run dry, and after a combined 12 and a-half years, maybe that’s expected.
I have to be honest about something else. Ever since this COVID fia…
