“Where have you been?!”
My little Twitching Blob Blog was angry. She was spitting and curling her lip and baring her teeth.
“I thought I was your favorite!”
Her claws dug into the computer.
“We were having so much fun and then you left!”
In short, she felt abandoned.
And she was right. My little Twitching Blob Blog and I had explored so much together. We shared our passions, opinions and creative writing. We spoke from the heart, revealed fears and desires, explored satire, warned readers about temporary assholes and Charlie Sheen, apologized, questioned, exposed and even cleansed. My creativity was blooming and constant and delicious.