Saturday, March 8, 2014

Suckiest. Blog. Ever.

In over two years, I've managed to post twenty-nine times. That's 1.2 posts a month. Except I don't always post once a month. No wonder no one reads this thing. I probably wouldn't either. Honestly, I actually hate reading online fictions/blogs by people who don't update regularly. Because it always ends up being something I actually want to read, and I'll always be left hanging, and it drives me nuts.

I think what happened here is that after I started this thing, I kind of ran out of ideas.
 I've got a whole bunch of drafts started, but I really think it all boils down to one big case of writers block. Even now, I'm having trouble figuring out what to say in here.

My boyfriend has not only one but TWO blogs and he manages to post three times a week, EVERY week. Sometimes more. Most of what he blogs he doesn't plan out. Just does it on the fly. It baffles me, really. I don't understand how he can come up with new things
all the time. I feel like I've kind of abandoned this blog, even though I keep coming back to it every once in a while. I just can't ever seem to get the right phrasing or something new... It's unfortunate, really.

Welp. I guess I've kind of made my point. I seriously want to try finishing my drafts. Maybe I'll come up with something new and surprise myself... Hah.


Yours truly,

Lame Teller of Taco Tales




**edit**

I was wrong. Apparently this actually makes post number twenty-five. That's a lot worse. That's literally ONEPOSTAMONTH.

SOMEONE GIVE ME AN IDEA.

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