Searching, Crying, Noveling
The best search terms people have used to find my blog in the past few weeks:
“Give yourself permission to suck”
“she punched him in the balls”
Seriously, people, if you find my blog when you’re searching for something like that and you go, “woohoo that’s JUST what I was looking for,” you have bigger problems than a lack of search engine common sense.
Also, I’m going to tell you a secret: The easiest way to make me cry is to tell me that you are disappointed in me. It doesn’t matter if you are the biggest butthead in the entire world, I hate your guts, and I know you’re wrong. I’ll still cry. Because somewhere in my little self-centered heart, I truly believe that if every person on the planet does not like me, all is not right with the world. I kind of need to get over that, huh?
And get over it I will, with some novel therapy. Hooray for novels that need to be done reallyreally soon and which I’m still reallyreally behind on. Halfway? Ha! I laugh in the face of you people who are on schedule. It’s no fun if you’re on schedule anyway. Where’s the danger in that? Where’s the thrill? Where are the glorious Last Days of Cramming? So, yeah, I’m behind, but that makes me the underdog and that makes me cooler than all of you. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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Disappointed in you? Are you kidding me? I’m gushing over your new sight. Awesome, girlfriend! Absolutely awesome!
Okay, back to writing that novel.
-Marcia