So I let myself get behind on LJ again, and gave up at the 130 mark. Ugh. Sorry if I missed anything major. I'd keep going, but I waste enough time online as it is, and I really need to get in some dance practice, damn it. I've been pretty lax at it of late, and I have to remember that there's no way to get good without putting in the hours. It can't all be costumes and performances. Not unless I want to become one of those stagnant dancers who everyone shakes their head at when they're not looking.
I'm not writing much, either, but that's an entirely different issue. I'm going to try to spend some time on that this evening. I've got a story in the works for an invitational anthology, and I just let all of the steam out of it in the last few hundred words I added to the piece. I need to spend some time tonight reminding myself of rising consequences and all that shit that used to come so easily. Writing is about many things, but being kind to your characters is not one of them. I'd get that as a tattoo, but I think it would confuse people who watched me dance. Plus, I'd have to put it on my body upside down if I wanted it to be easy for me to read.