I guess if that’s what a manual typewriter makes you do, I ought to be doing a big MGM type song and dance all around the house, since I have spent the morning assessing old drafted chapters from the various versions of The Mystery Novel.
But since I do not own a large pole or a plastic cylinder thing – or know an office boy with a drum – I will probably just sing a little. Quietly, though.
From now on, I’m probably going to intersperse the slightly-better-thought-out comic posts with little dispatches like this, because I hate the thought of closing down Kitchen Retro. I mean, it may come to that as I put in the hours necessary to really get a working version of TMN going but – I love my blogs. I really do. But I was looking at my dashboard this morning and realized that I have over 600 Virtual Dime Museum posts and over 700 Kitchen Retros, which is a lot of blathering, isn’t it?
I am never sure about the idea of a writing blog to correspond to TMN, because with mysteries you do not want to give away TMI (har har) – but maybe I’ll end up doing something more closely linked to creative writing and just update the present blogs, say, once a week or so. Oh, but then I’m back to 3 blogs and that’s no good, no good at all.
Or perhaps I will just do one blog about writing and books I read, since reading more is one of my goals this year too (and that helps with writing, of course). I’ve joined a challenge to read at least 4 Victorian novels this year (I believe I can do that, at least!) – but Victorian matters belong on my other blog, I guess. Sigh.
I’ll keep you posted.
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