I am still alive, I promise.
I'm really the worst blogger. I apologize, internets. I know you had such hopes for me.
I'm debating starting the next Endless Night novel. The lack of spaceship in my daily life (see below) is having a measurable effect on my mood.
I do wonder if I'm becoming too cantankerous. I had the revelation the other day that, overall, I'm more liable to hate someone or something than I am to enjoy or approve of it. I'm replete with negativity and I honestly don't think that's a bad thing, ironically. I more or less enjoy it.
I will make more of an effort to post, even if it's just inane babble (see above).