The Paradox Post

This is, in short, a post about why I'm not writing this post.

A very dear friend and fellow Blooger, known in various other posts as The Heather That Shall Not Be Named, recently attended a pair of writing workshops led by two professional writers.

Part of the workshop was writing blog posts, which we were both very interested in, for reasons I have faith will be obvious. I'm trying to use their advice of organization and voice on this post.

Anywho, somehow, The Heather That Shall Not Be Named convinced me that it would be a good idea to have these two published authors to read our blogs.

For someone who recently posted a four-line, all-caps announcement about a the pronunciation of a Marvel character's name, I was mortified. These are real writers who blog about real things and I'm a little girl who is far too emotionally invested in fictional characters to possibly be healthy.

I devised a plan to write a nice, long, mature post about all literature and such so as to make The Blergh more appealing. Then I thought, hell, this is my Blergh, and I, like Loki, do what I want. That's the second time I've used that phrase in a month.

I'm not really sure why I'm writing this, but I felt like it needed to be said. I feel justified.

Thanks for reading, and have a great day!


P.S. I have this line that was on the first version of the post and has very little importance except it has a special place in my heart, so I would really appreciate it if y'all would read it.
//clears throat
I am the epitome of laziness and I'm going to make cookies. Thus goes my train of thought.
That was the line. Thank you for reading.


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