I have no focus on this blog.
It’s probably because I have no real focus in this like, life. I mean. Not in a depressing way or anything. I just kind of float along, speaking before I think things through, deciding things whenever they come along, pretending that I know what I’m doing.
I firmly believe that a blog speaks a lot about the testament of the person, if that makes any sense. Highly structured, or completely random, or something in between. It’s weird, and I don’t know.
I started out this blog with the intent of being a writing blog– but over the months, I’ve come to realize it takes more than labeling yourself a writer to have awritingblog.
Most of my posts are slice-of-life, with me just choosing what I want to do daily and pretending that you all care. Buuuuut, I don’t blame you if you don’t.
I don’t know if I even have what it takes to be a writer who blogs about writing. It’s a lot of work, and with everything else.. I don’t know, it’s lame, I’m lame, we’re all lame together.
In any case, I am glad that I’ve stuck with this blog for so long. And I’m glad I have a small, faithful readership.
I love each of you<3