In other news, the gym was twice as busy as usual this morning...
Anyway, I will spare you a post on resolutions. I'm mostly here to inform you that things will be changing a little around these parts of blogland. Because, well, I have less time and more to do than ever. And there's this revision breathing down my neck. I kind of need to get that done, among other things.
Also, it turns out it takes a little over three years to say practically everything there is to say about your views on writing, etc. Either that, or my brain is shrinking. That's probably more likely.
So I am hereby declaring that I will not guarantee a post every weekday as I have for a very long time. I'm not setting a schedule. I just want to post when I actually have something interesting to say. Which, let's face it, isn't very often lately. But don't worry, I'm sure I'll still post rather often, and Happy Writers Society isn't going anywhere. This declaration is mostly just for me, so I don't feel guilty when I close the "New Post" window because I can't think of anything I haven't already said.
In relation to that, I will be doing some serious work on my Reference tab in the coming weeks. Please, if you have questions or are seeking advice on specific writing topics, check there first. You can also search my blog with a high chance of finding something useful. Seriously, I've probably answered your questions somewhere on my blog. I'm long-winded and enjoy sharing my opinions even when no one cares to hear them.
I should also fill out that "About Me" tab sometime. Or can I just write "See Blog"?
And to finish off this random post, I really want to write another book. Nevermind the two I need to edit and that short story/novelette/novella thing I'm working on...
You'd think after writing like 14 books and still being unpublished I'd be tired of it. But seriously, I really want to write another one! It's just a matter of what and when. It's like I can feel it coming...and I'm kind of scared it'll be that historical I keep daydreaming about. BECAUSE I CAN'T STAY IN ONE GENRE TO SAVE MY LIFE.
But it's so...shiny. And creepy! And funny! And weird! (Duh, of course it's weird because it's my idea, and I can't write a normal book to save my freaking life.)
I need a Code Red.
And why is there no Chinese place in this valley that delivers?
Wow, so can you tell I have a cold yet? This post has degenerated into nonsense.
I think I'll go read about seances in the 1890s now...