Byzantium's Shores: chronicling the misadventures of an overalls-clad hippie

I am now sufficiently moved-in that I can finally return to writing today. I have not written a word, either in my current short story or in the novel-in-progress, in two weeks. But the desk is unburied and workable, the fountain pens have been re-inked, the printer is fired up, and I've finally got the computer set-up the way I want it. (Over the last week I have experimented with four different arrangements for the computer.) It's time to throw open the doors, clear out the cobwebs, and get back to doing the important stuff.