My second topic of my catch up is the new hashtag game that got me up from the depths of writers block and out of depression alley, which is right by prostitution lane. I don’t know why. I didn’t design the city. For reasons I’ll continue to cover in future posts, I struggled with writing after January. I had been posting stories quite regularly on my Gumroad page last year and then I became Moby Dicked over the Blank Page Story Challenge. That is to say I was obsessed, not the porno option, and I certainly didn’t go hunting the owners down with a big harpoon. I wanted to win it, and win it bad
Hi, I’m back again. I brought some gifts from the land of procrastination and they all smell like rubber fish. Hey, no seriously, good to see you again. I’ve honestly got so much to catch up on, a lot has happened and I’m not just saying that as a generic excuse. A lot has actually happened. So much so in fact that I’ve been putting off returning because I’ve got so much to write about, and I’m dreading starting up that mountain without my trusty sneakers. Ok, so I’m going to break it all down into different topics and post over the next few days.