Younger son and I were loafing around yesterday evening discussing calluses.
"There used to be one on the side of my little finger too", I told him "when I was at school and did an awful lot more writing than I do now".
"What's the longest thing you've ever written?" he asked me.
"Probably my thesis" I said, racking my brains for the correct answer.
"What about your blog?" he replied.
Ah yes, what about my blog. And of course, he's right - though I have no idea what the word count is, I am pretty sure that over the course of the last 9 years, my total output here has far exceeded the length of anything else I have written in the past or am ever likely to write in the future.
And that simple observation of his has brought me back here. Picking up my virtual pen and hoping that even if my calluses have vanished, that I remember how to do this thing.
And maybe remember why I do this thing too.