What was that song called?

I go longer and longer without posting every time. I'm not sure if this is a personal failing or if I really just have nothing interesting to say anymore, and then I have to wonder what happened to all the things that either were or at least made me think my life was more interesting and get a little paranoid that I've gone completely boring and then I can't post because I'm insecure that no one will care and, really, the eljay is partially for me but let's face it, other people read it so it's really partially for you as well, and what's the point if no one even cares?

And that's why I don't post. Or is it?

It's almost March! Can you believe that? I'm sure you can. You all probably deal much better with the months drifting by than I do. But it's still a bad, bad thing, ladies and gents, because many aspects of publishing go on a month-to-month thing, and that means the end of the month is a mad scramble to keep everything on time. On the other hand, it means we're one month closer to much more interesting things like, say, being able to sit outside and knit without freezing my bejeezus ass off, and that's all well and good. So yes.

I'm being a total slacker on the writing front lately, and that's got to really stop. Not only do I owe, like, a trillion drabbles to various people, but that Super Epic Everybody Does Tragic Fic I keep promising myself I'll do isn't being done. And that's no good.

Thus, even though it's a day early, I'm posting a to-do list. Because sometimes they work, and sometimes they keep me just a little more honest. And I could use a little more honesty, really.

( Thursday's Tasks )

( Friday's Foibles )

( Saturday's Scramble )

( Sunday's Siesta )

And that's that.