My friend Tank Girl (no not the real Tank Girl but the Pan Tank Girl but I think she's even cooler I assure you) thinks my blogs are interesting. I know this to be true because every thing I have belittled myself in front of her she has not fallen silent out of a polite refusal to validate what I say, but rather vehemently denies it and tells me she always reads my stuff.
For this fact, as well as many other endearing character traits, I must always love TG.
I do not come naturally to blogging, but like anything I put my mind to it is something I fully intend to learn and become proficient at - much like I managed to accomplish writing happy puffy promotional pieces for my marketing department at work (instead of blistering exposes of folks with seriously bad habits).
You, my sparse and probably Spartan readers, are my cute little guinea pigs. I'm testing my skills on you. Only by your comments and continued endurance can I get a hint of how well I'm doing. Feel free to burnish me with Brillo pads until I'm as shiny as stainless steel. I promise that no matter what I will improve… and I will keep at it.
Cue sinister Hammer movie's music and evil mastermind laugh…
Oh dear. I see I have been getting the ellipses get away from me again. Didn't I just read a blog reproving writers for that flaw? Seems I did…
Hey, on the bright side a school teacher told me I was a natural writer just yesterday. She ought to know!
Finding the time to write
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