Bilbo Baggins had a knack for disappearing…and apparently so do I.
Obviously because I have a magical ring and plans to go off and finish my story in a tranquil elven sanctuary, far from the worries and responsibilities of life.
Dreaming is nice.
But reality won’t be denied. It’s kinda like a Harry Potter house elf—just keeps coming around no matter what you do.
Which brings us back to my disappearance. And glaring lack of a magical ring. It’s kinda sad. Wouldn’t mind springing for a magical ring. Though really I’d prefer to get my hands on a Timeturner.
Because all the things, and no time.
Which = all the days and no new posts.
The Disappearance—Or Let’s Be Bilbo Baggins
You know how in all the superhero movies, when the villain and his legion show up, the cops are madly scrambling to keep things under control. And always failing.
It’s chaos, right? And the harder they try, the worse it gets.
Enter, the last few weeks.
And my resulting neglect of the Dear Little Blog (DLB).
Now, DLB has forgiven me, but I feel as if I should bring a peace offering of hot chocolate and brownies for leaving it so long, and without even writing a goodbye notice.
Basically, adulting (AKA I HAVE A FULL-TIME JOB WUT) eats away the hours as greedily as a pack of dwarves at a feast. Throw in having friends in town and 2.76 thousand items rushing at me from my calendar, and yeah. Poor DLB.
You know, just in case you were getting ready to embark for Rivendell to drag me back.
I inherited a large dragon hoard and went merrily on my way because why not.
Alternately, a gruff, pipe-smoking stranger showed up and now I’m in the middle of a quest story because I’m a nobody which obviously means now it’s time to roll up the sleeves and save the world.
THE GOOD NEWS
I haven’t died. #hurrah
My blog hasn’t been vetted by wizard council and found worthy of further investigation.
Nor has it been confiscated and fed to a Nazgul.
I just haven’t been on top of things. *avoids accusing stare of DLB from the corner*
The Return—Or Let’s Be Sam Gamgee
Fact is, I’m not much like Bilbo. I’m short and like to eat. After that, the similarities trickle into oblivion.
No ring, no fortune, no world-saving nephew. Heck, I don’t even have a cozy hobbit hole.
And though I’d love to vanish and finish my book (okay let’s be honest it’s really a pile rivaling Mount Caradthras), I think I shall don my Sam cap.
Well, I’m back.
Back to continue the journey into the wild unknown (cuz no hobbit hole, remember). Piloting my DLB to the edges of the universe and beyond.
And for my special people (yes if you’re reading this you qualify) I come bearing gifts, of free Marvel movies and butterbeer and a replica TARDIS. *starts drawing random names*
My plan is to keep posting on Mondays and weave in a Throwback Thursday post every other week. And to actually keep to the contract.
Not only because it’s fun, but so you’ll keep sending me Gluten-free cookies.
Wait you ARE sending cookies, right? 😉
So there it is. Bilbo Baggins—I mean yours truly—has come back. DLB is happy. You shall have new posts to read. Hip hip hooray!
⇒ Have you ever pulled a Bilbo Baggings?
⇒ If you have a hectic life *(let’s be honest, who doesn’t?), how do you find time to do all the things?