I’m taking another week off. You’ve probably noticed the very sporadic postings over the past couple weeks as well as a decided lack of replies to comments…and commenting in general. It’s not because I don’t love y’all or that I’m quitting blogging (though, seriously, that’s crossed my mind multiple times lately for a variety of reasons).
It’s because I’m tired.
October turned into the craziest month: First newspaper deadline. Yearbook cover deadline. Senior picture deadline. MakeUp Picture Day deadline. End of the first quarter and grading all the papers I put off while trying to make the other deadlines deadline. Gorgeous weather so I can’t stay inside. Reading slump. Gamecock football (yeah, we suck but there’s still tailgating!). Writing slump. High school football (the school I teach at is 9-0, the only undefeated 4A team in the state — and it’s our first year in 4A!). Fall cleaning binge (hey, gotta take advantage when the mood strikes). Multiple birthdays. Just…nonstop.
Which means I’ve got little time or energy to blog. (Is there a Blogger Flu going around? ‘Cause I think I’ve got it.)
Plus, there’s the whole author-stalks-blogger-writes-article-for-Guardian-gets-praised thing. I just can’t even. Seriously?!? Seriously #HaleNo. (If you’re not sure what I’m referencing, check out the #HaleNo hashtag on Twitter or read Dear Author’s reporting of the incident and published article — there are a lot of other bloggers who also wrote fantastic articles on the incident and a lot of them are linked at DA and via the Twitter hashtag.)
Anyway, I have plans to get back at it next month…well, in a week (since that is technically next month. Where the hell did the year go, by the way? Did some evil aliens come and steal time? Where’s The Doctor when you need him?) I’m going to do NaNoWriMo again this year (yes, I’m one of *those* bloggers. One who plans to be a published author some day. God forbid I should have aspirations, right?). If you’re NaNo-ing (yes, it’s a verb. Didn’t you know?), I’m MaryBrebner. (OMG. Real names?!? Maybe…maybe not. I could just be catfishing you. Oh, wait. Creating a pseudonym for the purposes of protecting anonymity *isn’t* catfishing. It’s just protecting yourself.)
But enough of that. How ’bout a dog picture?
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