I'm embarrassed because it's been nearly a year since I made a post. A year! No excuses for it, really. I've been in a consuming mode, not a creative one, but you think I could have at least had some MCU opinions or something. I still read my flist and scroll through tumblr, but I even managed to fall behind on those this month. I figure one "I aten't dead" post is excusable. (Also, I am wrestling with ImageShack to restore my photos that make up most of my image links here on the journal. Haven't abandoned anything!)
Cleaning my house and getting rid of things I don't need has become the thing that gets me closest to the feeling of creative satisfaction. Where are you, fiction thunderbolt?