Good morning, dino-mites!
You may remember that I was a little frazzled last month by that mysterious boyfriend…and now I’m even more frazzled because IT TURNS OUT MARIPOSA WAS JUST SENDING STUFF TO HERSELF TO MAKE ME MAD.
But that’s alright cause I ate all her chocolate and flowers, and everything she did and did not mail to herself. That’ll teach her not to mess with me!
Besides writing this month, I had the pleasure of looking over the survey results. A bunch of it was helpful in making up my mind and I thank you all heartily. Particularly this person:
When you place “Mariposa/Aberdeen” in front of anything else and dangle it in front of me, how can I say no? It just sounds like it’s going to be brilliant.
This is my new favorite person.
And then there’s this person:
I said earlier that Aberdeen wouldn’t let Mariposa post more often, but to clarify I would love to see posts by Mariposa. I love the site the way it is cause it’s epic and perfectly awesome, but I mean. Mariposa is awesome too.
Not just Aberdeen.
(Don’t eat my books for saying that)
(You’re still epic)
I am offended. But I forgive you.
Also, I was elated how many of you read my blog every week! The only thing I’m wondering is what you’re reading when I’ve only been posting twice a month lately…do I have a secret poster I don’t know about?!
Anyway though, I just wanted to let you know y’all are the greatest. I wouldn’t be where I am now if it weren’t for you. (free dinosaur hugs for everyone!)
Mariposa is still plugging away at her Nutcracker retelling. If she wasn’t so busy mailing stuff to herself she’d probably be done by now. As of the moment, I’m writing this, she’s 27,000 words through it. Which is about 2/3 of the estimated length (middle-grade books tend to rang from 30,000 to 50,000). She’s hoping to finish it by March 20th.*
Can I say life has been crazy and boring, or is that paradoxical? Because that’s exactly what life has been like these winter months. Lots of words to write, closets to clean, research to search, baking to eat, people to sit on, books to gram**, art to draw, characters to whack, groceries to buy, plans to concoct, dishes to wash, thoughts to think, and lists to checkmark (or not).
So lots of things to do that no one wants to read about in a blog post. Unless you wanna read about how many dustballs Mariposa found cleaning the basement or the process of her staring at the screen for ten minutes before writing ten words.
In other less uninteresting news, she did try filming videos to post on her IG story, so that’s kinda exciting, and awkward. Have you ever watched an introvert try to feel a video? It’s so weird. Like they’re being an extrovert while introverting in room by themselves.
Also, I’m mad at Mariposa right now because she posted a picture of me on Instagram. No matter what you see, don’t believe it! I am NOT that fluffy. And I’m certainly not that small. I’m the size of a house.***
And that wraps up everything for the last month. How have you been, dino-mites?
*Let’s just hope she don’t start mailing herself stuff for St. Patrick’s Day because then she’ll never finish writing it.
**See what I did there.
***A small house, but still.