So in an effort to put my money more in the vicinity of my mouth, I've started up a Tumblr blog where I'll hopefully be writing 2,000+ words of fiction a day. Following Stephen King's advice, that is, or at least his routine or something. I've done two days in a row now, so that's more than enough to go ahead and mention it here.

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I hear a lot of cool, trendy people use Tumblr actively, so I'm sure there's someone out there right now who totally wants to follow me on Tumblr. Go ahead, do it. I'll wait.

I can't guarantee that my writing will be any good, since in the effort of not actually putting any effort into anything, I'll mostly just be churning out 2,000 words as rapidly as I possibly can and then publishing it with little to no proof reading. (That's how I write this blog, and you're still reading it for some reason, so I can't be wrong.) As time goes on I'll either become a better writer, or you'll all become so frustrated with my typos and incoherent jumbles of words that no one ever reads anything I've written and I die cold, alone, and unread.

Yes, this post is almost entirely self-promotion. Is it really self-promotion if you don't make any money off of it? I don't know. Someone told me on the Plus that I was "a better writer than [they] expected". I thought that was a nice compliment. Sort of. In the same way that, "Wow, you only smell kind of bad, I expected you to smell like fresh dog shit," is a nice compliment.