Oh, I see you have a new love.
Why you ingrate! How dare you!
I’ve given you five manuscripts in three different genres and you leave me—WHY?
A blog isn't even considered being published, don’t you know. You’re only on the Internet. That doesn’t count. HA!
So, what’s your new love’s name anyway? Blogspot?
I spit on your Blogspot!
I’ve got more substance.
I’m more literary!
I can't believe you've forsaken our afternoons romantasizing about getting an agent, book deals, and book signings.
And our fantasizing about a six-digit income.
So, what has this Blog given you anyway?
A quickie every day?
I thought you were more about quality, not quantity?
Where’s the substance in a blog?
You say you have followers?
How many? Just a few, right?
You say you don’t care how many followers just as long as someone—anyone—is reading your writing?
Well fine then!
If this is how it’s going to be, you just go ahead and keep writing that blog!
I’ll just “block up.”
That’s right, you heard me.
Got your attention now, don’t I?
“Fine. I’ll write something with you today. I promise!”
Really? Does this mean you don’t love your blog more than me?
“Of course not. You are my first love.”
Really? Oh, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to be so cranky. It’s just that I miss our time together, plotting and brainstorming about P.O.V. and character development.
“Yeah, me too.”
Oh, and guess what? I’ve come up with a great ending to the last book of your "EM" series. I know you’re going to love it.
“I really have missed you. See you later.”
I’ll be waiting for you, as always, in your W.I.P. files.