a conversation with my blog

Look, blog. I'm sorry I haven't been around lately.

It's not you. It's me. I mean, it used to be so easy to write you every day.

Yes, I know you're still right here ... waiting. I know you haven't changed ... but maybe that's the problem.

...No, I'm not seeing any other blogs.

Well, okay ... you're right, I owe you the truth. I've spent too much of my life with you to be disingenuous.

I am writing someone else. But ... it's not a blog.

It's a book.

Yes.

You didn't know I swung that way?

Well ... now you do. I'm writing a book. I'm sorry, blog. No, you'll still see me! I'll be here. Just not in the same way. I know. I know it's hard, blog.

The book?

It changes its name a lot, but right now it likes to be called "Adverbs are Sexy."

You think that's a stupid name? You're just jealous, blog. No, actually I DO think adverbs are "sexy." My book is not "fat." Blog, you are being unreasonable. No, seriously, this is not attractive. Blog-- Blog, shut up. Blog!

I'm out of here. I'll write you again tomorrow.