The moment I claim to be on a writing hiatus, the ideas will flow into my mind and I'll get so excited about something that I just have to post it, making myself look rather insincere...
Except, I'm not sure that that's what will happen. I'm a bit stuck at the moment, a bit less heads-in-the-clouds-y (and while listening to trance music helps on *that* front, I doubt you want to read post after post reiterating the same ideas, talking about staircases in dance halls or whatever the next analogy will be again and again). It's regrettable but I'm not sure it's 'help-able'. So I apologise for leaving new stories unfinished and depriving you of those awesome poems I write ( ;) ), but I hope I come back with a piece you enjoy.
Regards to you all,
Skies