This time last year, I started blogging. That’s 12 months of my life straining to plop words into cyber drainage. It’s 365 days of digesting verbal concepts and expelling them into posts.
Twelve months of blogging is a long time. No wonder my pipes are tired!
In that time, Fangirl Sings the Blues has changed focus a little. Initially, I established this place as an adjunct to fictional writing, a forum where I could say things like ‘I have finished another novel! I am rejected! I am drafting and I hate writing.’ Or, ‘buy a book, save a student getting me back as a teacher…’
You know? All those inspirational things one thinks when they are writing! Also, I wanted a spot to chat about music, TV, movies and pop culturish stuff, however I’ve moved off on a tangent and included lots of anecdotes and RL idiocies.
It’s been fun. I don’t know whether it’s helped my actual writing, but it’s been a great way to keep in touch with family and friends I don’t see as often as I like — usually because of their restraining orders against me.
Writing on the net often makes you think you’re talking to yourself, especially if no one comments on your post. I used to care about that a fair bit, now I don’t mind at all. I talk to myself in RL, so why not do it online? It’s the first sign of insanity. Oh? Really? Well, I must’av lost my marbles years ago.
Thanks to friend and family who pop into Fangirl Sings the Blues every now and then. It’s lovely to hear of rellos and mates who read and find something to nod along about, or random people who’ll pipe up in the middle of the doctor’s surgery and say ‘hey, don’t you do a blog?’
No wonder the doctor will prescribe laxatives.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FANGIRL SINGS THE BLUES! Sometimes, only an Abba Megamix will do.