Strictly speaking, the band never actually broke up. We just only see each other maybe every six months for a spurt of practices before some late-night gig at Stasiu's, and such it is again. Our first practice of this spurt will be this Thursday, normally write night.
So I might miss a write night this week, and I'm okay with, because it will instead be a night of music and merriment and I get to have some beers!
Hopefully, I can squeeze in some writing time at some other point this week. I tried to do some freewriting this afternoon while Sam was playing happily on the rug with some new toys of his, but what I wrote--and it wasn't much--included the line of dialogue: "I'm not running anymore." When I saw that appear on the page, I rubbed my eyes, checked it again, then deleted the whole mess. Then I made some tea and sat on the couch to watch Sam play.
