I
hate blogging. I always start a blog, but then after a few posts, it
slowly diminishes into nothing but a pile of cyber dust. It starts
out strong, my entry explaining who I am and what my purpose in the
world is. I get all pumped up and think, “This is it, Stasi. This
is your ticket to fame and fortune.” It never ends up that way. I
always write a few posts, each one getting farther and farther apart
in time. I claim that I promise that I'll write more and swear to be
a better person, but before you know it, it's been a year since I've
posted something. I'm not even good at creating a title for my blog.
Right now, it reads “Chicken Wings”, but is it about chicken
wings? No. I just happened to be eating them at the time that I made
it. And the background of my blog? A bunch of zombies, not that I'm
complaining about that.
Now, until I become more creative or like blogging a bit more, you all will have to deal with irrelevant titles and pictures.
Why did I add this picture? Because he's the only guy who can pull off the adorable look
while holding a gun and I need a little bit of that right now.
Life since March has changed quite a bit, but I'd like to think that it was all for the better. I'm just hoping that once school comes around, I can write a little bit more freely. Lately I've been so not stressed, that writing doesn't work and it frustrates me. It's like my brain doesn't know what to do with itself and can't come up with anything. It's the opposite of last summer in the writing aspect and I hate it. By November, I would love to be able to write more than just a few hundred words at a time/per day. I want to be back to my normal self that can write 2,000 words in less than an hour. Right now, it feels like it takes me an hour to put a sentence together. I don't like it and I want it to end. It sucks.
Thanks for listening to my rant. Maybe I'll blog more, maybe I won't. I'm not going to make any promises. If anything, I shouldn't be writing this, I should be writing/editing my WIP.
