I can't blame you really. It's a one way street over here.
So if you are among the many who have dropped me from their follow list, I'm sorry that you will miss this post.
Because this is the post....where things get a little crazy!!!!
Not really. I just wanted to mix things up in the opener for those who are still hanging on.
Remember how I said I would comment on your blog lots if you left comments on my blog the last day I had comments? (How many times can I say the word comments in a sentence, let's set a record here, shall we?)
Well, guess what happens when you turn your comments off?
You lose your comments.
Or they go into hiding...like into a pickle barrel or under some ugly mug that your mother keeps but never uses because it has sentimental value.
Jill, if you still read me, will you email me your blog addy. Send me a line at amalliegater@gmail.com ....please.
You too, BK. I've had to access you through other blogs and I keep forgetting (maybe am too lazy) to bookmark it.
And that cool girl with the deep thoughts who is helping out Elizabeth Elliott for the summer--please send me an email with your site. I really love your blog. You are amazing.
And anyone else who wants me to read them.
I know what you are thinking, "Just go back to comments."
I can't...my novel has grown because I've made my blog world smaller.
Perhaps all the potential gopher drama scared non-readers away.
Well, there's no gopher.
Although it does appear that my garden is given to sink holes.
All very interesting....is there an underground swamp in my backyard?
Huh. I wonder.
For those who want to know, my novel is coming along very well. Bevy Carmichael is finding her place...sorta.
To read about my novel, click here.
For those who don't want to know, well, I guess you do know now because you are reading this sentence....which means you probably read the sentences above.
Now you have some meaningless (to you) information that you can stick under an ugly mug in your cupboard.
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