Rubberband Snap Fragile

I can't believe it's been so long since I started this blog. Back when I was tumbling head over feet and trying to get my degree while secretly dreaming and scrawling smut on the sides of term papers. The man I loved with a fierce passion is now mine--my husband--and yet I still possess all the crazy awkward, shy uncertainty of the years before now.

Every time something gets accepted it's no more a validation than it is a fluke.

Back when I started this blog I'd done every kind of research, buried myself in every anthology and book and marketing tome known to man. But, it wasn't personal enough. Well, it was personal. But I tried to be what my readers wanted, what was on trend, what would get me visits. And for so long I haven't cared a damn about that, that I've begun to wonder if people still do visit me for the same things, or are we all evolving together?

What do you need from me, readers? What do you want? I'm still going to give up the broken, uneven fragile bits of myself when I think to post and it's going to be messy, always, dripping between my fingertips like muddy, wet, sand--but is that enough for you? Do you like New Writer's Week and Share Sunday? I've tried various other methods of fun, quirky, weekly anthems on this blog, but the truth is, I'm kind of forgetful once I get into the mode of writing. So they fall along the wayside.

But NWW is something I'm very much enjoying. It's something I've got scheduled for a long way out.

Should I keep it coming?

When I first started this blog it was so very different, now that it's more me spewing everything at you I'd like a little spewege back, what do you think? Too many questions?

Too bad. And thanks for reading all these years.