I get excited when I listen to ZZTop’s “Waking up With Wood”. But I belong to the real life female species. I lack all fundamental ingredients for ever being able to wake up with wood myself, so I decided to roll a tree in World of Warcraft. A big, massive, throbbing… Ent. After many years of practice, I now possess my share of e-peen and the attitude that goes with it.
I started blogging after friends had repeatedly told me I needed an outlet for my flustered mind. I think they got both concerned and frightened of my constant verbal assaults on their online fora, and excessively long diatribes through email and on Facebook. (I have a somewhat cathartic need to dissect experiences into words). But then real life got me on a tighter leash and because of various reasons, I lost motivation to blog about all things druid. I realized that playing the actual game and talking about it with IRL friends & boyfriend, brought me much greater joy than being scrutinized by fellow writers for paraphrasing the ideas of others in cyberspace.
Alas, the path to hell is paved with good intentions and “Me and My Epic wood” went comatose. For a very long time, I kept the blog online for the sake of nostalgia. Because some day, I’d update that healing guide. Some day, I’d finish the lore project and materialize all the great ideas I had.