Not intentionally, mind you. This was meant to be my final entry. I was going to call it duck call, because swan song is too pretentious. I was also considering moving to Florida and starting a new page in the proverbial book of life.
Cept that wouldn’t’ve been a new start, now would it? For me, given my history with the sunshine state, it’d have been more like revisiting old chapters. Sure there are familiar and friendly faces there, which is why I’ll be paying a visit in the very near future, but my role in that scene played out long ago. Florida had its chances to kill me; it tried and failed. I’ll be moving on to my next stop when I’m ready, and it will be a step forward. This is feeling a little heavy so allow me distract you with a picture of one of my oft mentioned tattoos.
There we go, can’t have any of that overrated ‘serious’ stuff on my blog.
Moving on, not only am I staying where I’m at – visitation aside – I decided not to pull the plug on this little vanity project. It was created to amuse me and it still does, so I think I’ll keep it around until it fails to meet that agenda. The idea of starting and running a blog that actually adheres to some sort of topic or theme has been bouncing around my head but the whim hasn’t built up enough steam to actually act on as of now. ‘Sides, I have a novel to finish. Several novels, in fact, but one step at a time. You have to walk before you can run someone over, after all. Wait, that’s not how that goes. Oh well, you get the idea.
Oh, and Marie, you remember her right? Of course you do, she’s awesome. In anticipation of her upcoming second book The Game Changer she’s doing yet another one of her giveaways of cool stuffs. I always enjoy these giveaways because it gives me an excuse to spam the contest with entries and I get to exercise my addiction to saying the same thing over and over in amusing repetitions. Plus I get to keep saying the same things in different ways that are funny. If you don’t see what I did there, kindly drop everything and search high and low until you find a sense of humor. Should you come across a wad of hundred dollar bills bound together by a rubber-band in your quest: the rubber-band is mine and I would like it back.
Ha, you didn’t see that one coming, did you? It’s okay, I know you were holding your breath in anxious anticipation of what could possibly follow up on the hakuna. Now you know. It’s matata. It’s funny if you’re drunk, I assure you. Least I’m drunk and I thought it was funny.
Anyway, the moral of that was to buy Marie’s first book if you haven’t already and you might as well make plans to buy the upcoming one while you’re at it. The link to said giveaway, and even the added bonus of an excerpt was right there, you went right past it.
I have more to say, of course. A metric tonnage of funnage, really. Okay, maybe I don’t. Actually, I really should get back to working on Mystic Realm. Frost said it best: and miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.