Please Don’t Murder Me, Peasants (*insert awkward laughter here*)

#PostTitlingMaster

good morning, cyberspace!

And welcome back to yet another episode of Kenzie Posts Super Duper Late and Hopes Her Angry Friends Don’t Rip Her Head Off With A Cheese Grater! I’ve got to say, this has probably been the longest running series I’ve done here on Smudged Thoughts. Let’s give me a nice, big, juicy round of applesauce applause, shall we?

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Thank you. Thank you. I’m expecting my golden trophy for World’s Worst Blogger in the mail any day now. However, to be fair, this blog’s tagline is “The Worst Blog in Cyberpace”. So. I mean we’re totally living up to our title these past few months, am I right?

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Let’s Talk About Life, Yeah?

good morning, Cyberspace,

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.

*brain implodes*

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.

#lies

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.

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Didja Miss Me?

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.

Deal?

Deal.

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.

Amen.

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In Which I Am a Huge Pile of Disappointment (but that does not matter because I AM EXCITED, PEEPS!)

Good morning, Cyberspace!! I have some news to share, and sadly, it is not very good.

For you.

See, it’s about that counter doo-dad over in the corner. Do you see it? That little count-down thingy-ma-bobbin? The one that says we’re only two days away from The End?

Yeah… About that…

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Camp NaNo and Countdowns and Books (OH MY!)

Happy Thursday, Cyberspace! I apologize 19 times over for the late post this week; however, I have brilliant excuses that make absolutely no sense, so therefore you should just forgive me so we can all get on with our lives, okay?

Brilliant.

Now, part of the reason that I had no post on Tuesday was because (shocker of shockers) I had absolutely no idea what to write.

“What?” you say. “You’re a writer. You’re constantly yapping at us about all the writerly things you do, and all the writerly things you want to be, and all the NaNoWriMo nonsense that makes our brains puke out of our ears. What do you even mean?”

Well, now, dear cyborg, every now and then I come down with this little thing known as Writer’s Block, which causes the spontaneous and imaginative brain-flow to immediately freeze in its passages, forcing me to cease all creativity for about three days as I binge watch Sherlock on Netflix lie on the couch and moan about not being able to create things with my mind.

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