I originally planned to round off the ‘writing sex’ series (but couldn’t think of anything, so it’s probably done) or talk about spoilers (but I think that’s going to wind up being a bigger subject than I originally planned and I want to plan that out a little more). Instead I’m going to talk about something I didn’t get a chance to while talking about writing sex, because it seemed weird to interrupt that series.
Those of you who’ve followed me for a while have probably observed that my posting schedule has been kind of weird lately. (Those who are new, hello! Welcome! Thank you!) This is because I finally got a job after not having one for longer than expected. On the one hand, this means income and less financial stress. On the other hand, this means a complete (expected) bombing of all the habits I had going, and my start wasn’t exactly a smooth one even accounting for the shock of going back to full-time work.
As a result, I don’t have a lot of energy and I do have some trouble with figuring out how to get my systems going again with the majority of my time being monched by capitalism. I’m aiming to at least get blogs up by the end of the weekend (today is Sunday for me), so while the exact timing won’t be consistent at least there’s a solid range of posting.
Perhaps appropriately, I believe this week marks a year since I started writing a blog, which is a pretty decent habit; so if comes down to ‘posting a little bit late’ to keep it going, I’m happy with that. Here’s to another year. And reconstructed systems.
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