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So I consider myself a hot off the presses type of gal. Oh sure, while I am putting Mr. Personality to bed, topics roll around in my brain. I try to think of interesting things that happened in my day, and usually since it consists mostly of fulfilling the needs of an almost-three-year-old, I don't have that much variety. Onto broader topics I go, and I try to guess what my "core" audience will want to hear about. All five of you. I love you guys.

Anyway, so I sit down at the computer, usually with a caffeine-free Diet Coke somewhere near at hand. Snacks are optional, it depends on the time of night. I look for a second at the box I am supposed to type in, take a deep breath, and start typing. Sometimes it is what I planned on writing, sometimes it is something completely different.

Usually my better posts are ones that are not particularly planned. I know when I cast about for five minutes on the perfect wording for a sentence, that I am in some serious trouble. The good ones just flow out of me, and I am finished in less than 20 minutes or so with the main writing. I have the hardest time coming up with an ending that is satisfactory to me. When I am truly desperate, I will go for a meme of some kind, and I am pretty sure I am not alone in that regard.

I never have any drafts in the wings. I have no idea why, I just like writing whatever comes to mind.

My normal M.O. is to go back and check for spelling errors, mostly. I type probably about 75 words a minute, and sometimes my brain gets a bit ahead of my fingers. Three drafts is the absolute maximum. I will perhaps effect a slight change in wording, fix any repetitious phrases, occasionally check a fact or add a link, and I click that lovely orange button.

At about midnight while I am trying to fall asleep, I will think of the most wonderful way I should have written half of these sentences. "Dangit" I will invariably say to myself, "why didn't I think of that while I was at the keyboard?" I never get up and change it, I am simply too lazy. It will haunt me for a while, that my five readers will have missed that perfectly clarified thought. But, usually I'll fall asleep within ten minutes, so maybe it doesn't bother me as much as I thought.

For better or worse, that is how it goes. My personal theory is that people either think I am fairly amusing or that I am a pompous ass. But really, the two are not mutually exclusive, so it's probably both.