The 10-Post Challenge

So here's a little glimpse into the inner workings of The OckleShow. Look if you dare.

After I've written a post, I often go back and re-read it like four times after that. I don't know why. It's rather obsessive. I think I'm hoping to be wowed by my literary prowess. The problem is, I rarely am, so then I plummet into self-doubt mode, which usually results in my hating the OckleShow in general and never wanting to write on it ever again. But then when I do, I'm too discouraged and defeated by the fact that it will probably suck to put any time into it, and then in the ultimate act of self-fulfilling prophecy, it does indeed suck, and then I re-read and re-read exhaustively and well, the vicious cycle continues.

Anyhoo, I just noticed, during one of my re-readings (the verdict: It's a blog, Alice. Write shorter sentences!), that I wrote SEVENTEEN posts in July. SEVENTEEN! I can't even get over that! Was I blogging in my sleep? Was I chained to the computer like some sweat shop worker? Was I inadvertently ingesting massive amounts of speed? I don't understand how such productivity occurred!

So far in November? THREE. And two of them were half-assed "I should at least acknowledge this" posts about the election results.

I feel like I have grown up, peaked gloriously, and then begun a alarmingly rapid and dramatic descension into old age all in the course of five months.

Well, I will not stand for it. From this point until the end of November, you will not be able to get rid of me. I won't hit 17 but I think maybe, hmmm....a total of 10 could be doable? Don't you think? I will not be made inconsequential in the blogosphere.
Aaaannnndddd.....we're at 4. (I said nothing about quality)