The Cutprice Guignol

You know, I try to do a little post every year, around the time that this blog ages up again. And every year, I go holy shit, people are still reading this? I’m still writing it? And it feels absurd and ridiculous and brilliant all at once.

Here’s my cat looking like a total idiot as my gift to you

There’s a lot that I’ve written that I’m proud of on here – like this article – and then there’s a lot of stuff that I look back on that makes me laugh (like this entire four years of my life) and also wonder what the hell I was doing with most of my early twenties, to be honest. There are hundreds of articles on the Guignol, some of them deeply personal, some of them ill-advised, some of them blatant trolling. Some of them just yelling about Steven Moffat’s run on Doctor Who so loud that that paint flakes from my ceiling.

So here’s a thank you to all of you who have supported, shared, read, commented on, shouted at me over, and otherwise harangued me over The Cutprice Guignol. I wrote last year about how much having this blog means to me, and though it might seem silly to a lot of you (especially when I’m writing nonsense like this), having this platform to practice and share my writing has been such a huge part of my life, and I’m so very grateful for it. I published my first novel earlier this year and I’m certain I would never have had the confidence to put something like that out there if it hadn’t been for the support I got here. So, thank you. Here’s to another awful seven years together. I couldn’t have done it without you.