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[in_the_blue]

I think this will be my last writing challenge. From now on I'll just do them for myself. And that's fine.

Why? Because I get tired of hearing myself talk about them, because it's a tough time of year, because participation is low. I know from modding and being responsible for places where things get posted that sometimes, we just cut our losses and move along, because forcing people to do things is no fun.

In other news, I still don't have a Halloween costume ready. I'm not motivated this year and it will be too cold to go as Mugen, even though I could probably make my hair do what his is doing in this icon. Plus, I'm not crazy enough and I don't want to walk on block sandals for trick-or-treat. Plus (again), that kind of language would be inappropriate around kids.

And... that's all I want to say for a Friday.

Comments

[wickedtrue.livejournal.com]

*just hugs you*

Oh...

[author-by-night.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling, I do. I want to do your challenges, but often, I won't have any ideas, or I'll get an idea, but by the time I get a chance to write it, it's gone.

I'm sorry; it's not that we're not paying attention. I do wish I could be more inspired. *Hugs*

By the way, what email do you use the most? I have a question that might cheer you up.

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeeeee! I just wrote this (http://www.livejournal.com/users/_dragon_fang_/12617.html) for you!

Re: Oh...

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

I'm not uncheery. Just have a headache.

You can use the email address in my profile. That will get here.

[wickedtrue.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeeee! Le Charlie! My love for you is indeed a red, red rose!

When I get my head on straight, I might just have to tag that. Goooo us!

Re: Oh...

[author-by-night.livejournal.com]

Sent!

[erised1810.livejournal.com]

Stil li feel bad. I don't know why al m yfuckign lans foil lately. ONl yelts' nto geit na self-pity apologetic rant becas that's not whaty ouposted for. i aheto ay thogu ijusthink up stuf and when iwantot start witign it it sudnel ysoudns cheesy 9I nsuchwa way that ifreeze up).

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

Yup, no self-pitying apologetic rants allowed. Special for today only. :)

[h311ybean]

*adds hugs* I hope you can share your answers to your own writing challenges in your LJ so that we can read them and maybe also do one on the same theme.

[erised1810.livejournal.com]

was tah joke or anudge of soem sort?
i'm giving myself much less leawy i nother peole's journals. i men it's stil liek stepign into soeon's hosueand yo ushoud'nt tke over the floro lie k Ido sometimes.
eagh. It's jstu because i'm trying to quitthe habbit of startign whineing angst rants in other peoel's comments. MOsty its' aboutstuff peoep ldidn't evne post about adn for the better partalso aobut me me me (i endedup dogn that and forgettig nthe 'good luck' part or the 'congrats' or 'its' greatto se you back' that I actually came for.
Perhaps mywo nwritign problem was i obliged msyefl far to omuch. i ketp felig nthat i MUST. ONcey ou get yoruelf convinced aht you're doign it for YOU and ther's no publicn eed adn no-oen foricng yo ut odo it it sudnle ygets muc mroe relaxed ad nthen thignsstartto work.
wow. now i know why i din't sign u pfor nanowrimo.

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

Well, I almost always share my writing here, but I'm not going to be doing any more "here are the rules, you guys have this much time" writing challenges. I mean, look. I thought monthly was too frequent, but people on my friends list opted for monthly. I thought burying it in my own LJ was silly, but people on my friends list said please keep it here. So... since I am really tired of prodding people and begging them and suggesting that they write, I'll just let it go. People can write on their own terms and at their own pace. I might change my mind at some other point, but... meh, who cares? It's apathy at its finest when there are 91 people allegedly reading my journal and only 2 people add a piece of writing and only 2 people even bother to comment on what's there. Says to me that no one cares, and it's more work for me to do it and manage it. I think I know when to let it go.