Now yes, this weekend I have a valid excuse: The flu, so even last nights erased offering still falls under that purview but I only had the flu for 4 to 5 days(actually may still have it but dammit I'm tired of being confined to my room, walking around staring at the four walls and the sun coming through the blinds) not 4 to 5 months. Life is an active thing, until it is over for you it is constantly in motion life never stops you do. Even if I were to sit here in this chair all day, not voluntarily moving a single muscle I would still notice programs changing on the TV, time would pass, the fire behind me would either spark back up(making me happy) or it will continue to smolder, smoke and piss me off(Grrrr).
The why, really don't know probably just being human. I get in, I'm tired, I sit down and while my mind is unwinding instead of opening up my blog I just sit there letting the ideas brew but never adjusting the heat of the pot or pouring a cup. There are a few things I really want to talk about, Like Manti Te'o seriously people why are we letting the media and ourselves pretend what happened to him is NEW, ODD or even SURPRISING? Hello, are you forgetting about the girl who was Cyber Bullied by the mom of one of her classmates. How about the old joke that 90% of all women on the internet are really men? Let us not forget about multi user ID'd trolls. It's the internet a good half of the people who are on the internet are pretending to be someone they are not, but I will get into that later(I hope). The Wayne Lap(really don't care how his name is spelled) rant screaming for attention realizing that his gun manufacturing buddies are going to get a cut in the profit margin. I have nothing against profit, but ladies and gents if criminals aren't having a hard time getting their hands on
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Obviously I have often had issues with take long hiatuses from blogging, As this throwback shows it is a constant fight I endure. Like anyone else if a malaise hits, I may just not sign in. Not that I have nothing to say, but I may not be in the mood to put the effort in to say it.
I mean seriously, who hasn't taken a day or three and just said to hell with it. Well with me it can be weeks, months or years. As just like I am a "strike when the iron is hot" kind of guy, I am also a "don't force it to fit" type of guy. I hate drudging through anything just to say "I did it." If I don't want to, then I won't and we all will be better for it. Hell on my wordpress blog I had actually finished a story and just needed to edit it but completely forgot about it in draft. It's actually gotten a few views, warning It's adult content little kiddies need not read it, at all.
I'm not kidding, that really is nothing short of raunchy and it was just sitting there languishing because welp I just didn't get around to it. Somedays I just type the story out, how ever the words come out, and then PLAN to go back later and whip it in to some type of legible state. Punctuation, paragraph structure(which I really do suck at, but I at least make an attempt), grammar, colloquialism, dialect and even pacing if a story is just pouring out of me I will go back and add them later. I have a few friends who come through and help me out. Tell me if my spelling is off(me and homonyms ain friends, nor are me and spelling sometimes. And my typos yeeesh), give a grammar critique here and there and for that I truly appreciate them. Some even help me to re-edit or re-imagine endings that I feel are tortured. Because sometimes a hard stop sucks, but a soft skid is amazing.
Anyway I actually have a few more throwback posts to get ready but this one I think is definitely relevant.
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