As of today, I’m going to stop trying to write beautiful prose for this blog. I’ve managed to do it before, with articles like Lake of Fire, Anyone? and Will the Real Slim Shady Please Shoot Paris Hilton, perhaps I don’t need to continue to prove that I’m witty.
I’ve got dozens – literally dozens – of articles in an unfinished state. Either drafts on this site that will never get finished, or text files on my computer that will likely see the same fate. It’s got to stop, because too many good ideas are getting stuck in the machine.
I don’t have to prove myself, so I’m not going to. Here’s to more blog entries and fewer novellas.