In an imaginary book entitled “How to Write a Blog and Not Have People Hate Your Guts,” there would undoubtedly be a chapter dedicated to the prohibition of false promises.
This imaginary chapter in this imaginary book could easily use my blog as a case study of what not to do.
Take, for example, this quote from my last post, written approximately (*gulp *) three weeks ago: “I have a real, honest-to-goodness, more-than-three-sentences-long post about something other than photography coming soon, I promise.”
Ooh, there it is; the “P” word; and I don’t mean “photography.” Mom always taught me not to promise anything I couldn’t be 100% sure of delivering. I guess that lesson hasn’t quite sunk in yet.
So, look for a new post… someday. About something.
If you’re lucky. 
August 14th, 2007 at 9:01 pm
You like Frisbee! YAY! I knew you were cool.
August 15th, 2007 at 6:45 am
Yippy! You’re not dead! (Some of us were beginning to wonder…)
August 16th, 2007 at 5:59 am
…and this was it, right?
(Nice photo, by the way.)
August 16th, 2007 at 4:51 pm
I don’t believe you
August 18th, 2007 at 7:58 am
You.. GET BACK YOU! You’re my number one blog to check in the morning! And imagine how many therapy sessions and group meetings I’ve been having for my ‘BRING BACK LYLIUM’ campaign in the last three weeks.
August 18th, 2007 at 1:02 pm
Good. I was going to give you a hard time about it, but then you posted to apologize, and that made me all sentimental, and so this is me having pity. Hi Erin.
August 20th, 2007 at 5:40 pm
and it’s even summer too. I suppose I’ll forgive you for taking away my fix.
i love reading your blog.
August 20th, 2007 at 9:53 pm
Best. Post. EVER! I cannot believe how much reading your words just now touched my heart. Your angelic phrasing, the gentle touches of humor, I’m stunned, moved, and humbled. I would reccomend you never post again, for nothing could match up to this prosaic feast. Thank you, sweet, sweet Lylium! Thou art goddessish.