Weaving the Wicked Web

I was lost for a day and when I was gone, I brought with me my writings, ideas, and emotions when I visited my little nook called “hiatus”. I thought I will find comfort and peace in there but instead, hiatus made me uncreative, uninteresting and stagnant. Ah, I miss my little old friend, blog.
I have been in the blog galaxy for over four years and in that wide vast of space where a myriad of intellects in all genre interact, I have created my own little cluster. I too have interacted with them. I have shared friendly banters, offered suggestions, read some oddities, ranted and raved.
Until that one fateful day when I have decided on a whim that I needed to stop---writing. Fortunately, it only took twenty-four hours for me to realize that I still wanted to be with the other clusters enjoying the fun of scribbles. So I have recreated my old blog into an old one still but with a tiny new twist and a little speckle of tinge in it.
When I write, I pour all my heart and soul into it. Every idea, word, letter, or punctuation mark comes from the very core of my being. My writings are the extension of myself. My blog is basically ME in black and white.
When I was in hiatus, it made me realized that my blog also needs the rest it deserves and once it has gained back its strength, it will be more interesting, more prolific, and much more intricate like a spider web than the last. A new start is definitely what I need. Some of you may loathe it but to those of you who will read it with interest, I don’t want you to fall into a trap, instead, may I say: “welcome you all to my parlor.”