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now why don't she write?

no i haven't disappeared. yes, i still love writing on my blog. no, i haven't run out of ideas for things to post. i appreciate the concern, the emails, and all the flattery that goes with it. truly i do. it isn't that i ain't writing anymore--though my bad grammar might lead you to believe otherwise--it is that i am writing all the time.

seriously, i write everyday, sometimes all day. send a donation to the campbells. thing is, instead of writing about culture or american evangelicalism or spiritual formation, i'm writing about unethical psychological experiments and counseling theories. i am up to my gills in grad school so when i get a moment that doesn't involve studying or taking care of kids or cleaning the house or cooking meals, i want to relax or do something fun that takes me far, far away from my computer screen.

but i have lots of ideas for great posts. lots of them. want to hear?

the irony of not sleeping well while writing a paper on insomnia.

the absurdity of something that i haven't thought of yet.

the perplexing question of why one step on my staircase is quite a bit smaller than all the others.

mail me a check for $100.

the dilemma of how to keep my kids and dog from tracking mud into our house due to our grassless backyard.

the ever controversial debate of debates and why they start so freakin early.

the depression associated with still wearing shorts at the end of Oct.

send me money today.

the confusion over what journalists consider newsworthy. i've heard a lot about baby lisa but not much about the wall street protests, the fall of Greece and the turkish earthquake.

and finally, to answer the question all of you are asking. mentanna, are you just writing a bunch of nothing just to have something to post so you don't feel guilty?

is is that or am i avoiding writing yet another paper?

or am i conducting a secret experiment on the power of persuasion?

i'll never tell....