WHOOPSIE

A belated (whoopsie) thank you to Amalia Td for gifting all of us at the Archives with an award. This is my public self-flagellation for somehow not knowing that I didn't follow your blog, Amalia. My very serious bad.

To anyone else who has given me an award, if I miss saying thank you for it... well... please always feel free to smack me. It's not like I don't care, I am just gifted with the memory of a flatworm*.

*No offense to any flatworms. I mean, everyone knows flatworms are smarter than nightcrawlers**, right?

**No offense to nightcrawlers. You guys totally have it over the woolly caterpillars***.

***No offense to woolly caterpillars. But seriously, you guys are just dumb. Come on... crossing the road by the hundreds at feet per hour? Not a very good way to keep the species goin'. I'm just sayin'.

Good News, Everyone! (Minor, but still good)

First of all, a special thank you to Donna Hole for giving me an award. Thanks Donna! You're a peach :) I'm glad to have you around these here parts.

Well, rather than wait around for all my news, I decided to make some of my own.

I actually got to write again yesterday!

Now, I'm not saying this will become a regular thing, yo. I mean, I still have a wedding to plan, and blogs to write and read and comment on, and work and chores et al to do and sleep to get. But-- go on, ask me how it felt.

CHORUS: "How did it feel, L.T.?"

IT FELT REALLY FREAKING GREAT!

Oh, writing, how I've missed you...

All the excitement about this story has come pouring back. And I do hope I can sustain it long enough to actually finish the sucker-- a.) because I like to work all at once, and b.) because it's going to be quite the undertaking.

Have you had time to just write lately?