The sun came out this morning and has been playing hide and seek with rain clouds all day. The rain fell hard last night and put me to sleep.

This weekend I will go over to Santa Rosa and have dinner with old friends. I have thought of canceling several times. We will play charades and it is always an uplifting experience to be with this group of people. I know they love me unconditionally and support me.

It has been so hard for me to write. I have two novels and a short story I have been working on for several months and have shut down. I have a play I wrote and have been waiting for a friend of mine to get back to me about a possible reading. She seems to have disappeared off the face if the earth. I have a musical that I wrote and have been working with two composers for six years now and the latest one has been off making a name for himself as a musician. I get reports of where he is on Facebook. Meanwhile, I sit here waiting. My life seems so dependent on others. I want control back, although it all seems an illusion. I write this blog and no one reads it. I haven't told anyone that I'm writing it and I don't think I ever will.