I’m going to be archiving this blog for a second time.
I want a fresh start, and I want to reboot this blog under SELECTIVE circumstances. I have my own reasoning for all of this. I want to keep the people I’ll follow on Char as small and manageable as possible, and to keep things low stress. I have another blog I’m active on, and one I’m semi-active on. I have a busy life and I’ll possibly be moving soon so it’ll help me to keep things low.
Within the week, I’ll probably begin moving things to a new blog. It’ll be the same URL because I’m 100% attached to this url and will not use any other.
So I'd like to explain my absence. It's not just here, it's Tumblr in general. Real life is busy for me. I have a full time job, and my wedding is coming up in six months. By the time I'm home from work, I put my time and energy into a video game or my dog. I've seemed to have lost the inspiration to write. My energy is going towards life more than it is escaping to writing. In honesty, it's a good thing. I used to stress about it being a bad thing but it's not. It's a good thing. I don't feel like I have to escape to here to destress anymore. I love all of you. And I still love writing. But I don't have the inspiration anymore. I'm sure it'll come back, I take spells. I tried to encourage it to come back. But on the blogs I had muses for, whenever I reblogged a starter call, I didn't get much response. It could be the times I was on was awkward. I'm not upset about it. But it didn't give me things to write. Any starters I did write, nobody responded back to. I had no replies. I had no drafts to respond to. I had no reason to come online to write because nothing was due.
Long story short, I'm busy. You can still find me on Skype and Snapchat, but I might not get on tumblr much anymore until I get that burst of inspiration to write again. And for that, I am deeply sorry.
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So I figured I’d make an official post regarding
my further activity on this blog.
This blog is being put under a SEMI-HIATUS, much against my wishes. I’ve been really busy lately with my first full time job ( six days a week my dudes ), as well as planning for my upcoming wedding ( October 15th, guys!!!!! )
Because of this, these duties as well as family are my priority now. Any spare time I have is spent with them, if not spent on planning and visiting venue information, or looking for houses / apartments to stay at.
Because I’m putting all of this time and energy into stuff like this, I’m left with little inspiration to write at all. I don’t like it, I really don’t. Writing used to be my de-stresser as well as drawing and I don’t have much time for it lately.
That’s why this blog will be under a semi-hiatus. Not a permanent one. I will still write when I can, however those days will be very sparse. It may be a few days at a time, or a few weeks at a time. I’ll try to do whatever I can, whenever I can, but I can’t promise activity 24/7 anymore.
I hope all of you understand, and I really am sorry for making this post after making a huge boom about being back. I’m not quitting, or leaving, life has just been so busy and way more important lately.
Remember that I LOVE ALL OF YOU. You’re all very important and talented, amazing with beautiful souls. You’re very important to this world. All of you are talented at what you do, I’m always fascinated with your writing. It all draws me in.
Don’t stop doing what you love, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You do you, my loves. And know that I love you.
SO IT’S BEEN EXACTLY ONE YEAR since i thought to myself , “ hey andy , you know what the universe definitely needs ? another once-ler blog in 2016 ” , and damn what a year it’s been . no regrets . honestly i never expected this blog to come so far , let alone to be so well-received ( over a thousand of you guys !! what the heck are you doing !! ) . i can confidently say that i’ve never loved another muse more than i’ve loved the once-ler , and i only hope that all of his goofy antics here have made you guys as happy as he’s made me . he’s become one of the most important and special parts of my life that’s pulled me through a hell of a lot — and just knowing how he’s developed and how i’ve developed and how so much of that wouldn’t have been possible if not for all of your support and kindness makes me more emotional than words can really express . so this is a giant thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the laughs , the tears , the memes , and all the beautiful , creative people i’ve met here who’ve made my experience writing my darling beanpole one that i’m sure to cherish for a long , long time .
Her voice is soft and fragile, like a newborn bird. He was not unaware of the presence that had slowly gained in the wake of his steps, and was not unaware of the nature which cradled their powerful soul–Only not their affable features, not the gleam of their eyes. He afforded the child a smile (however slight), ignoring the cold, sterile reminders of his duty that soon followed after.
Poor thing.
* “–Ah, hello there.”
His voice was steady and rich, calm as was the looming skeleton’s nature.
* “You have wandered far
from the beaten path, child.”
SHE passes him a smile in return, giving a quiet sigh towards his
words. Indeed, she was lost. Very unsure of her surroundings, and
she wasn’t sure where to go from here. This place was like a maze,
confusing with no end. But the KIND SOUL wasn’t about to give
up. She would find a way back onto the path she was meant to be
on.
“ Yeah, I have. . . but it’s okay. I’ll find my way
back. Who are you? ”
Super sorry guys ! I’m not dead, and I’m not even hiding away on another blog and neglecting this one like I usually do. I’m actually super busy outside of my online life between my new full time job, planning my wedding, and family time I haven’t had the focus or inspiration to write these days. It’s not that I don’t want to, I just haven’t had the time. And once I finally find the time, I don’t have the inspiration. There are 50,000 other things on my mind and brain that I barely have time to THINK about writing.
But this doesn’t mean all of my blogs are going on hiatus. In fact, I’m going to try and keep writing on them. I just have to find a system and when I do gain inspiration, I’lll write! I just wanted to apologize and explain my absence and lack of activity now a days.
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Charisse: my purpose in this life is to make
sure everyone feels kindness!
me, grossly sobbing in the background: you’re
too pure. . . . you don’t know that you don’t last.
he WISHES he could help the soft, bitter-like laugh that leaves him, skull shaking gently; not from disbelief nor disrespect, but at how easily her words seemed to shake him - all the way to his SOUL.
“ * you really believe all that, huh? ”
if only he could think of better words than those - but not a single part of that was wrong, was it? he can feel his own sins racing down his spine.
“ * … s’pose yer not wrong, kid. wha’ ‘bout you? yer path, then? ”
“ MY path? ”
SHE had never spoken about her path, or what she
considered it to be. In fact, she was already on her path
and never even noticed it. A soft and energetic smile was
given in response, a hand raised to place gently on her
chest.
“ My path is to make sure everyone is
HAPPY and COMFORTABLE. To make
sure everyone has felt and experienced
KINDNESS. Kindness is the most wonderful
thing one can experience, and not many
people have. So my job, and my path, is to
make sure everyone has felt it. ”
it’s her words that bre ak way for a weary sigh to escape him;
he should walk away, leave them to DIE. she wasn’t his problem, nor should she be
AND YET.
“ * … ’m sorry. ”
he can feel his next words bubbling up like vile POISON, and yet he doesn’t stop them either. the way she stands there, cold, pulling herself off the ground, eyes still as kind and compassionate as before. what SILLY little things humans could be.
“ * you can come with me, spend th’night at m’place if ya wanna. ”
HER head raises for a moment, shocked by the other’s
words. She would take him up on his offer, but the kind
soul didn’t want to intrude. If there was anything she
learned from falling down here, it was that they felt
UNCOMFORTABLE around humans. Which she didn’t
have a problem with. In fact, it encouraged her to find
a way out. The sooner she got out, the more
comfortable everyone will be.
“ Oh. . . but I don’t want you to get in
trouble! Or trouble you at all, really. ”
