good evening, cyberspace! Once again we must come to you with unfortunate news. Last Tuesday we posted an announcement that said our newest smudge — StoryTime With Kenzie! The Day I Nearly Died — would be posted today. On Friday. Like three hours ago. Unfortunately, though every member of our staff has been working tirelessly […]
good evening, cyberspace! Due to a very busy week and an exceedingly gruesome weekend, us writers here at Smudged Thoughts have been unable to sit still long enough to produce a decently written smudge for this week. It is therefore our unfortunate duty to inform you that this week’s post has been bumped to Friday. […]
and welcome back to yet another episode of Kenzie Waits Until Monday To Write Her Weekly Blog Post! WOOT WOOT!
You’d think that after nearly two years of blogging I’d figure out that there are actually seven days of a typical week, and therefore I could potentially utilize some of those days for blogging. But no. Nope, I prefer waiting until the very last minute, because apparently I’m still holding out hope that Armageddon is nigh and the world will spontaneously implode before Tuesday morning.
So here I am again, trying to figure out what to write for tomorrow’s post, and all I can think about is the fact that I should really be working on my novel. Because I love my novel. And I want to be a full-time novelist, not a full-time blogger,
(although admittedly that would be kinda fun? if only I didn’t have a thousand and one story ideas bubbling in my brain…) which means that, in order to achieve that ultimate goal, I actually need to work on my novel.
I know, right? WHO WOULDA THUNK.
But alas, it is true. And so in order to chunk out some time for me to spend in the world of everlost today (yesterday? I’m writing this on Monday, so….?), I’m going to be doing a simple post this week. A happy little post. A post about life.
Or rather, a post about MY life. Because my life is totally cool and hip and not at all boring.
So even though I loathe writing update posts (pretty sure we’ve been over this about ten times already…) there are some Things that have happened/will happen that I kind of want to talk to you guys about. So.
Here we go again.Read More »
EEP! Can you guys believe that it is Christmas ALREADY?! I can’t. It feels like just yesterday that we were trapped within the hot and sweaty days of summer, and now we’re smack-dab in the middle of snow and flurries and Christmas and cookies and Special K Bars
(please tell me at least one of you knows what those are) and PRESENTS and love and goodwill towards all small men and — above every single one of those lovely things — the celebration of Jesus’ birth.
Now, I’m not going to sit here and smack you guys upside the head with all of the particulars on how He is the Reason for The Season and all that like some angry Christian person trying to slice your soul open with a paper leaflet, because odds are you already know the story of the manger and the wise men and the shepherds watching o’er their flocks by night and the angels and the very rude innkeeper
and the elves by now.
But just for a moment, in between all of this present-giving and receiving and laughter and eating and Special K Bar enjoying, let’s all just stop and take a single heartbeat to remember the true meaning of Christmas. Let us take three seconds out of our Christmas day to wish a Happy Birthday to the one who the day actually belongs to — to the one who came to lay down his life so that we could be saved.
Let’s take a moment to remember, in a world where everything that matters is forgotten.
2017 is ending. Can you believe it? In just a few short weeks, we shall be standing on the thin precipice of the years, wobbling unsteadily in the darkened space between the familiar of 2017 and the nightmarish unknown of 2018.
I’m sure none of you remember this, but for me, 2017 was supposed to be The Sunset Year. I was supposed to write ALL OF THE THINGS ond participate in ALL OF THE NANO’S and basically fill my life with books and stories and dragons and gnomes and sunsets and colors all that glorious stuff.
And — as is unfortunately quite usual for me — I failed.
This year, on January 3rd, I made a tiny little list of all the things I was hoping to accomplish on this blog in 2017. That list consisted of three things, and three things only.
You would think I’d be able to complete them.
Ha. Ha ha.
Good afternoon, Cyberspace!
This morning I sorta kinda made a very intriguing discovery that I was not in any way, shape, or form prepared for…
— Today is Smudged Thought’s One-Year Anniversary —
Yes, yes, that is correct, dear bean. On this precise day, exactly one year ago, I created the illustrious site that you are viewing at this very moment. With a few simple clicks, a smattering of grumblings about how the editor was so glitchy,
a couple unanticipated grey hairs whilst trying to fix all of the teleporting widgets, and the tiniest flick of pixie dust, Smudged Thoughts was brought forth into existence.
“But Kenzie…” you say hesitantly, unsure how to poise your highly judge-a-licious question politely. “How in the world did you not know that today was your blog’s birthday? Isn’t that something that any sane, normal blogger would have known? Even–dare I say it–planned for?”
Why, my smol crumbling, of course you are right (as you always are). But alas, you forget one very important detail.
I am neither sane nor normal.
I would have thought you’d known this most obvious fact by now.
So no. I had absolutely no clue whatsoever that today was my smol blog’s birthday. I just so happened to wake up, log onto WordPress, and BAM! There was the notification in my inbox.
It was a rather rude awakening, to be perfectly honest. Bloggy Birthdays are things that most bloggers take advantage of. Your blog turns one
(or thirty?)–you host a giveaway. Or do a questionnaire.
Or at the very least you do something to commemorate this most honorable occasion.
But as for me?
Yeah, I’ve got nothing.
But here’s the thing guys, even though I’m unable to do a giveaway or something equally as fancy because A) I’d need your mailing address like a creeper, and B) wut is money, and also C) I had no clue that today was my blogiversary????, there is something that I really want to say.
and I’m sure you can already guess what it is because #totallyobvious, but HOLD ON TO YOUR GO-GO BOOTS, FRANNY, WE’RE ABOUT TO GET SAPPY HERE!
Thank you to each and every one of you. Thank you to those who have read my posts since the very beginning, and to those who are just now joining the cookie-gang.
Thank you to those who take the time to read my posts, to like them, and by golly to even leave a comment. You have absolutely no idea how much your support, your kind words, your views, your follows, your cookie-flinging, your likes, your laughter, your encouragement, and just your all-around YOU-ness means to me.
This blog would be nothing without you guys. Literally nothing. And I am forever and always in your debt. It is because of you that I continue to do this every Tuesday. It is because of you that I whip out my laptop with a smile because I know that I have the power to sprinkle even a tiny amount of laughter into the world through my words.
It is because of you that I am a blogger.
I started Smudged Thoughts with the mindset that it would go nowhere. I thoroughly believed that I would catch on fire and crash and burn and break my chipmunk face on the pavement long before I even reached this point.
But you guys–you beautiful, beautiful beans–proved me wrong.
and I am obviously never wrong so this was quite a shock to my poor system, I can assure you.
In the single year that Smudged Thoughts has
been alive existed, we have published a whopping total of 58 smudges, gained 131 followers (including those who have followed through email), had 464 like buttons punched in the face, been visited by 1,385 strangers (potentially alien), and have had 1,057 comments (most of which were probably my own???) posted down in the comment section that looks like a piece of snail mail.
These statistics blow my mind, guys. They literally blow. my. mind.
I never thought I would break a hundred followers in all my time as a blogger, lesser still in one year. And those 1,057 comments? Each and every one of them is cherished close to my heart. When you guys take time out of your days to tell me what you guys are up to, or to tell me what you think about the smudge, or to say that you actually really enjoyed it…?
It lights up my entire world.
So thank you. Thank you to every single one of you. Whether you are new here or have been a Smudgy Veteran since the very first post
(yes, yes, I am looking at you, my favorite smol family [*waves*])—I thank thee.
I thank thee–all of thee–from the very bottom of my cookie soul. You, sir, deserve ALL OF THE COOKIES. You have made this past year one of the most amazing and glorious years that I have ever witnessed, and I cannot wait to see what the years ahead of us hold.
Thank you, Cyberspace . . .
Good afternoon, Cyberspace!
Okay, so I realize that I technically came back from Hiatus earlier than expected, but since that was basically just a rant post about NaNoWriMo
that I sort of regret posting?? let us just pretend for the rest of our feeble existence that this most glorious rant never existed.
Allow us to begin again, shall we?
Good morning, Cyberspace!
Oh goodness. It has been way too long since I have typed those blessed words! Way too long indeed.
But alas! I–the Smudgiest Thought–am back! Forever and ever and ever.
SURPRISE, CYBERSPACE!!!!! Bet ya didn’t think I would ever post this early on a Friday morning, did you??? DID YOU???? Well, you were wrong, so let us take a moment to bask in the glory that is my spontaneity. And also to weep violently in the nightmare that is my current predicament, because #help. See, if you were […]