I’m beginning to realize that if I want to continue posting at anything resembling a consistent rate, I really should plan these things a little better. So, ask me questions!
What do you want to know about the way I write? About me? (Can’t think of anything you particularly want to know? MAKE SOMETHING UP. We’re all liars here.)
I just celebrated my 27th birthday last Monday. That’s 27 YEARS of possible questions. I’m sure you can come up with something.*
My posts have grown further apart lately, and I’ve decided to blame that entirely on stress. I have a lot going on right now. Some of it will eventually find its way here, I’m sure. Until then, I apologize for my sporadic appearances. Deal with it.
*Mom: You’re not allowed to play. I love you, but the thought of what you might ask scares me.