Another week shot to hell. It is now 10:00 PM and I am typing this letter directly out with the ribbon, no draft of this letter has been done. I know I said that I would be doing the handwritten drafts and that is still my plan. In the past whenever I would come up with a new 'plan', I would usually give it up before it ever had a chance. Not so any more.

I realize that just because I wish something, I am not the captain of the Enterprise. I can not turn to my minions and say, "Make it so!"

This letter will be an attempt to at least allow some of my thoughts to arrive for the blog, while the 'new system’ is under construction.

In the process of reorganizing my 'files' I have misplaced your latest letter. Drat. I will find it, and will be sure to answer it soon.

I am curious as to the 'silence' that seems to have fallen upon the blog. While the counter still shows people stopping by to read, the comments have been few and far between.

The silence can be a good thing I guess but to be honest I am wondering if it means my writing is failing to stir any emotions among the readers. Have I become passé? Are all the readers in agreement with my positions? Am I failing to truly entertain them? What is it?

I am still not receiving much mail and in the last four weeks have only received letters from two pen pals. I am not complaining so much as wondering what is going on.

I am willing to accept the position that readers of the blog are mildly interested in my writing to check in from time to time but it does not raise to the level of them posting a comment.

I am working at treating my writing more along the lines of a traditional book writer, in that he or she does not get much feedback as he writes and it is only when he finishes the process and actually publishes the book that one finds out if it was worth the effort.

I will take this three day weekend to further narrow my focus of things I want to write about. I allow myself to collect hundreds of articles that I would like to comment on and then end up paralyzed into inaction, overwhelmed again.  ¶ 11:20 AM