OOC – Happy birthday

This blog is one year old. I don’t have much to say about that but it seems worth remarking on. I like writing this, I wish more people liked reading it.

When I started this blog at first it seemed like it was going to gain more traction than my other blog, but the first bug story really scared people off. Actually honestly what I think happened is wordpress deleted a bunch of bots.

I figured with the popularity of HEELZ on STARZ people would come flocking here wanting wrestling fiction but I’m still waiting for that HEELZ bump. I suppose the problem, if there is one, is that there’s too much wrestling for magic fans and too much magic for wrestling fans. It’s a classic conundrum.

This isn’t my first wrestling blog. I had several in college. Not sure they were blogs, but they were something. That was the late nineties when the internet really was a series of tubes so who even knows what things were. I’ve been a little short on inspiration for Grace lately so I wanted to go back and steal some of those ideas, but I think it’s all finally gone. They say nothing ever leaves the internet but it’s not quite true. I think I accessed one of those sites as recently as 2017, which is a pretty long life for angelfire or whatever it was.

Most of those stories were about lady wrestlers as well. Sometimes I wonder why I write female protagonists so often. I hope it’s not something gross. Some people REALLY don’t like that choice.

The other day someone was really laying into the Red Hot Chili Peppers and I thought “I guess they were kind of lame” but then I remembered that I really like the song Soul to Squeeze. So sorry, Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Where I go, I just don’t know
I got to, gotta, gotta take it slow
When I find my peace of mind
I’m gonna give ya some of my good time

Words as true today as they were when the movie Coneheads came out in 1993.

I used to not care about drinking room temperature beverages. Now I hate it. The world of my youth is gone. Things change. Life, you know?