I always find myself handicapped to make that first mark. No matter a doodle, a novel, a grocery list, or a master piece. I'm never sure where to start. Now I sit here having erased all my writings for the last hour or so. Googling other blogs attempting something worth reading form the outside world. So world here is my spill of paint upon the canvas of a bloggers' life. Yet another chapter in the world of Liz, only perhaps this one will live to tell a tale? Here's to the new and the old and the tales that go untold... for now.