So, for the past (6?) days, every blogging day, I've been writing worldbuilding posts about the setting I'm working on. These take about an hour and a half each to write. It's not zero effort. In fact, as writing work, it's a little harder than what I do most days on this blog. But I forgot about the other part of blogging, the finding something to blog about, which usually takes me a couple hours every day, browsing the internet, trying to scan articles for what's worth reading all the way through, then, what's worth boosting the signal on -- which stuff I understand well enough to feel comfortable sharing, and so on.
Today, I've only got about another hour before I have to go to work, then I won't be out again until 10 tonight. When I get home, I'll have to work on my short story, then get straight to bed, because I have school and then work tomorrow, too.
I think I'll be better prepared tomorrow, but today's going to be a pressure valve day. I've started to feel like the world is collapsing around me, and it will help me feel like I'm not failing my entire life if I don't have to worry about 500 words of solid, coherent blogging right now.
Thanks for understanding.