Blognigh
Once more, my desire to update this monthly is about as reliable as my hopelessly ditzy, alcoholic muse. Half the bloody time, I want to reach into my screen, take this blog and just throw it somewhere. Off a cliff. Anywhere but its current location. We all know how I feel about blogging. I flip flop on the damn thing as much as I flip flop on ideas. It’s like, “I hate you, but venting!”
The semester has been settled into, more or less. I’m taking four classes and working only 20 hours at Starbucks, which thus far is a wonderful break from last fall where the entirety of October/November was a consistant, sleep-deprived nervous break down. I am still convinced I didn’t have the rings under my eyes before last autumn. Oh, well ^^;
Besides that, the oscillation continues between Lanternfly and Cloudnigh, the culmination of The New Breed/Endoflux Theory/Fairchild, etc. As far as the former’s concerned, I keep returning to this place where my style evolves too quickly for me to pin down a means to write the book in. There are a lot of parts that make me want to kill myself reading them over. The book found its purpose in the writing, but making the book actually… you know, reflect that purpose… is about as easy as getting my muse to cooperate. I’m anticipating a slow process, which is why I’ve been investing the time I have in ‘Nigh lately. Actually, I’ve been investing a little more than time in Cloudnigh, but that’s for another time =)
Short entry… not much to say. Thanks for reading!