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Gradually Learning New Tricks

Since 1997, I blogged on my own private blog on a friend's server.  Then in 2003, I started blogging on Livejournal, and actually got a permanent account over there, which I don't regret as I've been there for nearly nine years.  Given that it took me six years to move to a new technology, it doesn't really surprise me too much that it's taking me this long to come here.

Livejournal seems to be dying, and the links here to Google+ and other places seems just that much easier, and I may well journal more frequently here rather than there.  I'm just tired of the Russian white-outs of the site, and very very tired of the spam.  I will probably leave my fanfiction there, as I'm writing less and less of it now, as I publish more books, and there are several good fanfiction sites now where I'm happy to put that stuff.

I really do love my fanfiction.net site, as the folks there are very friendly and have given me some good and keen insight as to what works and what doesn't. And I'm moving a lot of my explicit fiction from aff.net to the lovely and growing Archive of Our Own.  I've even gotten permission from incandecens and sophiap of Prester Press to archive all of "Winter War" there.  I'll update you on when that happens.

I really want to just post more about just everyday life again.  I'm tired of just doing the posts for the publications and miss being able to process for a while on an empty page.  We'll see how it actually works out or if I'm just insane for thinking I can write.

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