College, right? Who has any free time? That's not to say I haven't been writing. I wrote so much over the last semester, my brain has been refusing to spit out words unless a due date holds a knife to its neck and demands that something be done. When the semester is over, I allowed myself to take a break for a while, and after my head stopped constantly hurting, I started writing again.
However, I'm not sure the original purpose of this blog is necessary anymore. Any fear I held that kept me from showing people my work is long gone. These days, I beg people to spare the time to read my writing while I sit on my hands, bite my lip, and watch them read it. If you ever want to become a writer at any point in your life, get a group of writers to read your work; it's what makes you a better and I've found that [most of the time] people are kind, complimentary, and truthful.
What I'm trying to say is thank you. Every one of you who took the time to read my work are so kind to do so. Nothing kills a voice like the absence of an ear to hear it. After a while, talking to myself makes me crazy, so thank you for your efforts to aid my sanity.
So where does that leave this silly blog? I will continue to post, but you can expect them to come about as often as rains in Los Angeles. Also, I'm not going to advertise on social media anymore. Originally, the idea was to get as many people to read as I could, to help my fear of readers, but that's [almost] not a problem anymore. There's enough of self-promotion going on already and I don't like doing it, so check back once in while and see if I'm still here. Lastly, I have a problem these day where I'm unable to decided if anything I write is ever done. Most everything I put up here is a work in progress. If you read a story once and later something has changed, don't be too surprised.
Thanks again, friends. It's been an incredible year and anyone who been reading deserves a trophy for making it this far.
Until next time,
Sarah
