...crickets. Yeah, I don't know where I've been either.
Seriously though, the reason I haven't blogged on here in so many months is that this is a writing blog, and I haven't been writing. My life is basically school, work, tennis, and all nineteen or whatever extracurriculars I'm involved in.
It's always an issue for me to write when it's NOT November. Maybe that means I'm not a real writer or whatever but I don't like it that much. I mean, writing is fun, but it's also hard and I feel like I do enough hard things in my life without adding another. But I am going to try NaNo this year, but I have so much going on in my life that I don't know if I'll win it this year, which is a shame since I have won it the past two years.
But those two manuscripts I wrote were so bad, and I haven't even attempted editing them. Maybe that means I'm not a real writer too.
I'm writing a contemporary teen romance this year, and I'll share more as the month goes on, but I'm honestly too tired right now. I wrote like 465 words today, and I hate all of them. It was all just INFO DUMP OF CRAP--all 465 words. I know what I want to be in the middle of my story, and I know exactly how I want it to end, but I'm having a hard time figuring out the beginning.
I'm behind 2869 words and it's only day two. Hope that's not an indication of how this month's going to go.
Bye. I'm going to sleep now. Thanks to all of you who have continued to follow this blog. I'm glad you're still reading, and I promise that not all of my posts will be this damn depressing and melancholy.
(See more of this angsty ranting on my twitter, @byAlexBennett)