It's been a long time....I shouldn't have left you...

between School, reading 2 books (The Book of the Courtesans and The Judas Testament), trying to battle insomnia, and taking up running (Couch to 5k, I love/hate you!), I've been horrible at keeping up with my muse, much less this blog. 

Which is wrong-headed, and I should know better -- there's nothing better for inspriration than to write. 

Poetry (including one of my favorites by Matthew Arnold) has been seeing me to sleep lately, which my muse (unnamed) seems to enjoy. And running, for whatever reason, seems to help with the determination bit. 

So this is me, vowing to write more. And hoping my muse will show up, even unawares. I'll leave with the aforementioned poem by Arnold:

Longing

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Matthew Arnold (1822-1888)