“So Angela,” you ask. “What have you been writing lately?”
I swallow hard. “Blogs. Just blogs.”
“What have you been reading? Any good books to recommend?”
I shake my head. “Sorry. No books. But I can point you in the direction of some really good blogs to read. What do you wanna know? Need to learn grammar? I’ve got a blog for that. Need to learn how to make a spud gun? I’ve got a blog for that. Need to laugh until you pee? I’ve got a blog for that too.”
Yep. It’s all about the blogging right now. Writing them. Reading them. I’m completely consumed. Obsessive really. I’ve become a stalker. It’s super sad.
“Oh, I think I left a comment yesterday on her/his blog. But their post today is really good. I’ll just wait and come back tomorrow. I don’t want them to think I’m weird or anything. Because I’m not. I’m totally not weird. I’ll just space out my comments. Every other day. Yeah. That’s good.”
I think it’s because I’ve finally figured out how this blogging thing works. I mean, I’ve been blogging for a little over a year now with a scattering of followers, writing whatever I felt in the mood to write. Super casual about the whole thing. A tra-la-la kind of attitude. I didn’t even know how Twitter worked (still figuring out all the #, @ lingo <--that looks like I'm swearing but I'm not. Those are real signs people use, though I have no idea why). Really, it wasn’t until just a few weeks ago that I figured out how to place a followers/join site button on my blog. Didn’t have one. Had no idea who was reading, if anyone was reading at all. I was completely blasé about the whole thing. I called it my “journal”.
And then BAM!
The Rach Writes Crusade.
Holy Monoly! Did you know there’s a whole writer/blogger community out there? Like kazillions of awesome fiction writers with blogs who write super cool stuff? People who know EVERYTHING?
My eyes were opened like a little girl given a brand new pony, or a child in a candy shop, or a writer told to go on a writers retreat. It was that fantastical.
I’m hooked. I’ve even (per Rachel) organized the blogs I follow in my Google Reader into folders. Yes folders. (Even as I write Google Reader, I want to go check my Google Reader to make sure I haven’t missed a thing. Who updated? I need to know. I like saying Google Reader).
It’s CRAZY! Super insane. I get that.
Yet, super fun too.
Thus the battle continues.
So if you’re looking for a crazy writing chick to come stalk your blog and leave incredibly long comments (I’m working on that. I’m gonna try and keep them short and sweet. I just can’t seem to help myself) just let me know.
Just realize, once I have your blog info, I’m yours FOREVER.
*Note: I only blog Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Today is Tuesday. What the heck?
**Double Note: Diana, I know I need to work on my rough draft of Wanted:Dead or Undead. I know. I promise I will do it later. I just have a . . . couple of . . . things I have . . . to do first.