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Ten Years of Blogging

So yesterday marked the ten year anniversary of this blog. This one. Right here. Ten years ago, I said “What the heck—nobody’s gonna read it, but might as well.”

Christ, that’s a long time.

In that ten years, I moved—eight times, I think? I have traveled more places than I can easily count, driven across Texas three times, gotten married, gotten divorced, started a webcomic, finished a webcomic, won a Hugo for a webcomic, got an agent, wrote…um…twelve books?…edited thirteen books, sold almost all of the books, painted quite literally thousands of paintings (holy crap, that’s a lot) started a garden, left a garden, started another better garden, bought a house, unbought a house, been depressed, been medicated, been happy, ate canned haggis, sold half a million copies of the Dragonbreath series, had swine flu, back pain, root canals and damaged ankles, had electrodes strapped to my ass for medical reasons, went birding, fell in love, cried a lot, worked at an art supply store, worked on weird crap, adopted cats, was adopted by a beagle, became a meme, read seed catalogs, painted walls, got mad, screamed about politics, screamed about religion, sometimes just screamed, started a podcast, played D&D, started and abandoned untold numbers of projects, got an IUD, contemplated the noble wombat and told tales of defective wildlife and my late grandmother who was probably a demigod.

And you’re still here.

We’ve had some times, haven’t we?

I love you guys. I’m glad you’re here. I have moved too many times in my life and I think some part of me is just from the internet now, rather than being from anywhere geographically located. And if I’m from the internet in general, this blog is my home town.  Without you, it would be a lonely town full of tumbleweeds and the distant baying of feral beagles.

My life has changed so much since I started this blog ten years ago that I can honestly say that this blog is one of the only constants through the entire span, other than…um…my parents. And carbon. Carbon hasn’t changed much. Hell, I even learned to like tomatoes and raw fish.

Other than some books and some art, I don’t think I even have any possessions that have lasted that long. Most of my dishes did not survive the moves and none of the clothes would fit anymore. The stained glass lampshade had an encounter with a heavy box. There’s a crown of thorns my stepfather made out of horseshoe nails, but it’s kept in a box with “WARNING: PUNCTURE DAMAGE POSSIBLE” on the sides, since I have never yet figured out how to display the damn thing (and it’s gorgeous, don’t get me wrong.) My ex-husband kept the majority of the furniture. I might still have one good-sized kitchen knife dating more than a decade, but I won’t swear to it.

Oh, an a cow skull. The one cow skull’s been around awhile.

I hope that the next decade is awesome, but perhaps not quite so dramatic. I love my current likfe, and I rather hope it keeps on keepin’ on. However, as long as there is Defective Wildlife in the yard (and Thrush-Bob is still tormenting the cats, yes) and art to be made and paladins to throw into molten hand lotion and a chance of electrodes being strapped to my nether regions for sound medical reasons, I imagine I will keep blogging.

Thank you all for sticking around.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.

Keep up the adventures for another ten! Hopefully with much more good times from now on!

congratulations! so proud of you! and pleased to think we share a home town in some ways :)

Thank you all for sticking around.

You'd have to work quite hard to unstick me. A new UrsualaV post is a reliable way of a day suddenly getting better. You have made me smile, and you have made my eyes water up. One thing you have totally failed to do is bore me. You have an interesting life, but you also have the talent of a true storyteller, who can unwrap the interest in even ordinary events.

I hope the next ten years have just as many events for you to write about, but that more of them are nice ones.

Edited at 2012-12-10 05:17 pm (UTC)

Wow! I don't remember when I started reading your blog. It hasn't been the whole ten years, but I think it's been a sizable chunk of them. And as long as you keep posting, I'll keep reading! You make me laugh and think, and those are both important things.

Your writing is always thought provoking, unexpected and wicked funny. That's a pretty strong trio there. My youngest son's room is entirely decorated in your frog paintings. Your cheerful pig lurks over my bed. And I just ordered a complete set of Dragonbreath to date for my son's school library. You've made a cheerful impact on my life, even if I'm just a lurker!

It's been great reading about all your strange adventures. :3 I am really glad that you haven't pulled up roots and left livejournal like pretty much all the other interesting and entertaining people I used to follow.

(Would it be creepy of me to mention that when I first found your blog here some years ago I was having a really boring week and so I went back and read every single entry all the way back? I did. It was really interesting to see your art evolving in reverse.)

I did that too! Maybe it's creepy, but her writing is SO DAMN ENTERTAINING! She can keep our interest and attention and find the humor in even the difficult situations!

Thank you for giving us a small window into your life!

Happy blogversary, and many happy returns of the day!

I've been chillin' since Elfwood, when Black Dogs fascinated my friend and I in Sophmore year of High School. Wed just gotten a car. I bought her two pieces from you and once you put in a letter to her because I told you about how sick her father was and she had a horribly rough year.

She cried when we gave it to her. When her father passed on, she hung it in her room and hugged me when she cried. I hope you know how much that letter and your art, your YOU, meant to a grieving high school girl.

It's hanging in her living room now. All of them - the letter and two pieces of art.

You've grown a lot and, somehow, became even more badass.

Rock on, Ursula V.

Oh, man. Really? I am so glad it made things a little better--I know it's been awhile, but I'm so sorry to hear she went through such a rough patch. That sucks! Hope it's a lot better now.

my late grandmother who was probably a demigod

Which, I believe, makes you at least* a hemisemidemigod.

Your blog posts--from the quotidian to the, well, anti-quotidian--are a significant part of what I enjoy about the stuff I read on the web. (Of which there is rather a lot.) Thanks for writing!

*Depending on what deific fractions your other ancestors may have contributed, of course.

I think electrode strapping could be a new fad! Already people are doing home do-it-yourself transcutaneous brain stimulation.


Happy Blog Anniversary with many, many more to come.


Thanks for blogging! The inside of your head is a wonderfully strange place, and you share it in a most entertaining fashion.

(I suspect the former is true of many people, but the latter seems rarer. Everyone may have secret worlds inside of them, but squeezing worlds out through one's fingertips without distorting them to the point of unrecognizability is not a common skill.)

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So glad that you've here and posting for those ten years. I think I started reading somewhere around 2005 or 2006. Seeing you handle the craziness that life has thrown at you with humor and grace has given me the courage to face my own challenges (thankfully, no electrodes here...). Here's to the next decade of defective wildlife and hilarity. :)

No, no, THANK YOU. The pleasure is all ours.

Yep. Short and sweet, what she said.