Ripping the Bandaid Off
Oh dear. I’ve done it again. I’ve become neglectful of ye olde blog. When that happens, I sometimes have trouble getting back into it because the guilt and fear are just overwhelming. Well, suck it up, Buttercup. Time to get over yourself and rip that bandaid off.
So here we are. I’ve been doing lots of things to avoid writing here, and sometimes to avoid writing. But, not all the time. Did I mention I have +16,000 new words since I fell off the wagon? I didn’t? Oh, well I do. I’ve instituted a few changes in how I keep track of writing, but I’ll write about that some other time. But they’re working. And I’m happy.
So I’ve never talking about this before, but I always had this vague idea of how short (at a minimum) a post here should be. I’m kind of rambling right now in order to make it. I know, that’s a little ridiculous. However, I think it is good to stick to my standards. Especially when I’m trying to jump back into my blog.
Eh, screw it. I’m not going to waste your time congratulating myself for writing here again. Have a good day.