I realize that I’m just not very good at blogging consistently. I love writing, and I need an outlet for it. Blogging has always seemed to work best, but blogging has changed so much since it became popular. It used to be more of just an online journal that your friends read, and maybe a few random people that happened to find you. Now it’s all about SEO and content and making money off of ads and getting followers or whatnot. I kind of wish we could just return to the way blogging used to be, before there was so much pressure and back when it used to just be a place to get all of your thoughts out. It won’t go back to that, I’m sure, but at any rate, I still need a creative outlet. So here I am, trying to catch up.
It’s been a while since I talked about Neil Gaiman on my blog. If you are new here, you might not know about my fascination with this man and his work. He’s my favorite author and probably always will be. I’ve written multiple blog posts about him since I first got my hands on one of his novels, including reviews of his books, an account of a book signing I went to where I briefly met him, and even an open letter to Mr. Gaiman (which he’s seen, he confirmed this on Twitter after I posted it). I think his books are wonderful, and the man himself is simply a gem. There’s even a poem he wrote that I’d like to have read at our wedding when Ricky and I eventually get married.