Long Time

Tomorrow, this blog turns 11. I know children younger than my blog. I’m in the middle of a small existential crisis, but I don’t really feel any sense of crisis about the blog. I know why I do this. I get to write. I get to interact with lovely people. I get to organize my thoughts.

Ha ha ha. This is literally the only thing I do that makes any sense to me.

I wrote a thing this weekend for another place. (I’ll holler when it’s up.) I thought it wasn’t very good, but the editor loved it. It was nice to be reminded that, just because I can’t see the forest for the trees sometimes doesn’t mean there isn’t a forest.

4 thoughts on “Long Time

  1. Yes, I know what you mean, I was on a blog site for years and I loved it, I used to wonder what I was going to write about every week and sometimes I would do 3-4 a week. It took me a few days to work out how to do the blog but when I had it settled and then I used to do the blog.
    I loved it.
    I haven’t blogged for a few years now, and sometimes I miss it but cannot be bothered to sit here and do it.

  2. Happy 11th Birthday, Tiny Cat Pants!
    I got here I don’t know how long ago-it was from Echidne of the Snakes linking to the power of vaginas on Tenn. Legislature?-and you’re still the first blog I visit every day. You show me new ways to think of things. And you post about cats and dogs and afghans! Good times.

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