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Good habits die easy.

I need to write here more. It's not even like I don't like to or anything or don't have anything to say. I've been gearing up for a review of Daria, some anime, and a post or two about the comics I've been reading. Hell, I might even throw in a Bad Movie Monday if I'm feeling really frisky.

So why haven't I? I'm not sure. And what to do about it? Also not sure.


Since meeting with my cousin last week, I've been putting more of my writerly efforts towards a piece she asked me to write (it's going pretty well; I should really post about it on the other blog...). But even before then, I feel I was starting to lapse.

The broken hand didn't do the habit any favors, that's for sure. But it's miles better now--like, it doesn't hurt to write this.

I think it's really as un-blame-able as unpicking the habit, a combination of several things' eroding the urge and inspiration. How frustrating. Grr.

How am I going to attract an audience, nevermind a potential publisher's/editor's attention, if I barely even post once a week?


So how can I get myself to blog more (again). I guess I could do more to post from my blackberry...it's easy, to say the least.... Despite its convenience, there are certain drawbacks--purely personal OCD type things. Like not being able to format style things (e.g., italics) or tag the posts or set a time for it to publish.

Sigh. I think--ultimately, though, and regardless of how--the best course is to just blog. And blog lots. Even if it's a gradual process, I should be able to rebuild my old momentum.

It might be good to focus on short(er) bursts so it's less daunting to do each post, and so it's easier to organize/structure the things into some semblance of coherence, too. That'd be good, both results.

So, get over my laziness. Check. Most easily accomplished by rekindling my blogging addiction. Check. Do it. Check....?

We'll see, I guess. I've got another post I'm gonna schedule for later today in commemoration of April, my most hated month. Sorry, y'all April-born, it's nothing personal. Meanwhile, I should do stuff or stuff.
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