The Search For A Blog Post

Once Upon A Time, not so very long ago (this afternoon, in fact), there was a girl named Betsy who was sitting in front of her computer desperately seeking a blog post.

Betsy strove mightily to put out a blog post at least once a week. But, alas, The Sickness had descended upon her and hit her and knocked her asunder for several weeks and so she flaileth.

And, lo, The Sickness had been a mighty and terrible foe, but Betsy had at last fought it into a corner and was now struggling to pick up her life again.  Verily, she hath determined that she would in no way sink into a sea of snot and lethargy.

What’s Going On Here?

Betsy bloggingSo, here’s the thing about blogging.  If you have a blog, you have to blog.  Because if you have a blog and you DON’T blog, it just looks stupid.  And if you have a blog and you blog, you have to have something about which to blog.  Because if you blog and you’re not saying anything of value, that looks stupid too.  Especially if you’re an author.  Like me.  Because we’re supposed to be creative and crap and be able to say things of value.

I want to blog, I like to blog, but frankly sometimes it’s hard to pull a blog post out of my butt (and aren’t you glad to know that’s where my blog posts come from?)  About the only thing I do that’s exciting is writing.  The whole decision to self-publish is a pretty interesting topic too.  And I thought it would be cool to tell the story of my journey through the forest of self-publishing.  I wanted to talk about the things I’m going to learn and the challenges I’ll face.

Betsy Builds A Snowman…er…Blog Post

hello, blogosphere


Blogosphere,  I know you’re there.  *touches door closed in her face*

*crickets chirp*

I had a good excuse for not blogging this time.  I did.  It was a very rough winter.

*wind whistles through trees*

I honestly didn’t have the time to blog.

*echoes* blooog blooog blooog

Blogosphere?  I really miss you.  *places hand flat on door’s wooden planks* *sings* Do you want to build a blog post?

*door slams open*  Oh, no you didn’t!

Blogosphere!  There you are!

Blogging Is Sooooo Yesterday

hello, blogosphereBlogosphere, I have a bone to pick with you.

Why the heck would you want to pick bones? I don’t have any bones. All of my skeletons are in the closet.

I mean, I’m feeling annoyed with you.

Oh. *shrug* Okay. Why take it out on me? Just go flame someone on Facebook or Twitter.

See? That’s what I mean. Facebook. Twitter. Not blogs. You never told me blogs were obsolete.

Obsolete? What are you talking about?

You’re not hip. You’re not with it.

I am so hip, gosh darn it!

Always Connected

connectmeThanks to the unexpected and brutal death of my main computer, I find myself the proud owner of a spanking new laptop.  Don’t worry – I didn’t lose any files.  Back up, people!  Back up!  STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND BACK UP YOUR FILES NOW!

Erm, sorry.  Anyway, because I have a new computer for the first time in four years, I’ve been introduced to the wacky and wonderful world of Windows 8.  This post will not be about Windows 8, but let me just say that Windows 8 makes me nostalgic for Vista, and I didn’t think that was possible.

10 Bad Things About Blogging

hello, blogosphereHello, Blogosphere.


Did you know tomorrow is our two year anniversary?


Do you care?


What if I told you I didn’t want to blog anymore?

Please.  You won’t stop.  You were practically pooping sunbeams and rainbows in your last post.

I was not!

Yeah, you were.  Then there’s the fact you have candles lit and Barry White playing right now.

Shows what you know.  That’s Al Jarreau.

Whatevs.  You love me, babe.  Admit it.  You’ll never leave me.