So yesterday was my blog anniversary – three years and 504
posts! On the one hand, it really blows
me away; three years is a long
time. I hadn’t really started this blog
with any type of plan or timeframe in mind, but if someone had asked me if I’d
still be writing it three years from the time I started I can’t imagine I would
have said “yes”.
I truly feel like I’ve found a great community through
blogging; through their words I’ve been introduced to wonderful people whose
lives and thoughts have touched my heart.
I also feel like I’ve made true friends.
I can’t tell you how much I appreciate everyone who stops by to listen
to me blather. And let’s face it, I do a
lot of blathering.
*sniff* I love you
guys! (I’ll try really hard not to drunk
dial anyone.)
On the other hand, as I mark this anniversary, I look at
three years and 500+ pages and feel like a total slacker! I mean holy crap! That could be a novel! What kind of English major am I? For shame, ye who has revered Shakespeare and
made a pledge (to myself) to join the ranks of the published (even if it’s just
as a minor pulp fiction writer and not anywhere near the league of
Shakespeare). (Oh crap, now Shakespeare
will think I’m a stalker… I swear, I
won’t lurk around the corners of heavenly bookstores, staring at you with crazy
goo-goo eyes! (You know, on the chance that you do signings, Mr. Bard
Sir.)) For shame!
Oh, and the reason I didn’t post this yesterday is I was
busy fucking around instead of writing.
But that can’t be
an issue.
Big hugs to everyone!
– the weirdgirl
Way to rock the tres! I’m approaching two years in a few weeks, and I was all “Lalalalala, yeah! Two years!” and then I read this part about how all that writing could have been a novel, and BAM!
Sigh…
When I bump into Will (or Wils, as I like to call him) tonight at the bookstore, I’ll say hey for you!
Happy Blog Anniversary….yesterday! Considering the fact that thousands of blogs are created each day and very few continue after a month, three years is a great accomplishment.
Are we talking regulation-size Sweetarts, or those little prissy Halloween ones that I eat like breakfast cereal?
Congrats on three years. Not many people keep at it for that long. Keep it up and good luck for continued blogging.
Happy Anniversary!
Just think of all the trees you saved by writing a blog instead of a novel!
FADKOG – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bum you on the book thing. I just like to be all type-A on myself. Thanks for telling Wils “hi”! Hey, ask him who his agent is!
VegasDad – thanks. But all in all you’re creeping up on that number too, aren’t you?
Peter – Definitely the prissy small ones. You can get more in your mouth! AND you probably won’t choke as horrifically during the victory cheer. (I’m safety conscious like that.)
Evyl – I’m inspired by (twisted) gentlemen like yourself who have been blogging much longer than I. Thanks!
Chag – I would gladly murder trees with my bare hands in exchange for publication. (But I would recycle the victims.)
Thank the blog for giving us former English majors something to do with our wordiness.
“I would gladly murder trees with my bare hands in exchange for publication.”
(I am writing that down and sticking it on my fridge!)