It has been a very long time since I have last seen the WordPress editor, and the thought of writing this short and significant post excites me more than it should. However, it is that day, once again! Another birthday, if blogs deserve such celebration. While its namesake goes back further, stadarooni is now two years old! In another fourteen years, it might be able to drive, but we wouldn’t want that.
Unlike last time, where I simply exclaimed the blog’s ‘birthday’ and carried along, I want to talk a bit about some cool things that have happened since I last posted in December. I can assure you that I have kept a watchful eye on the blog and in the absence of posts, there has still been quite a bit of activity!
In 2018, so far, the blog has performed very well in terms of views. March was the blog’s third-most-viewed month as of yet, and many more international (outside of Canada) views have been coming in as well. To all of you, thank you! I am very happy to see that the blog shows up on Google search results, and your views are definitely appreciated. This year, the five countries that the blog has received the most views from are the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom, Lebanon, and the United Arab Emirates, so far! However, all of you are awesome for checking everything out regardless of where you are from or if you all view the same post.
I wanted to make longer posts last year, and that plan did not work out as well as I expected it to. However, I do plan to post either once or twice over the course of the summer months. I will give an estimated time of late-June for the next post, although I will give no hints to what it will pertain to. If you want some vague hints, make sure you check out the blog’s Instagram account and even follow it, if you want to!
I have been writing poems and ‘poetic prose’ in my spare time, although I have not posted any of it on my blog. I was going to back in early March, but I decided that I would not waste time with a shorter piece. However, I will give you a little sample now! This is the first piece of creative writing following a very long break. Enjoy!
I love conveyer-belt people.
They remind me of the sky.
Blue sky summer, your joy twirls and swirls: why must you go away? You smile at my camera and embrace its eyes even when it dies. Aesthetic, picturesque, beautiful – where did you get such nice words? Wait; they are dead. I can’t see anything. Language is dead. You melt concrete into a freeform cacophony of euphemism, and now I smell the ashes. But concrete lacks ashes. You swirl and twirl and swirl and twirl; burn and learn and blaze. And language is everything.
Ice cream only tastes sweet in the fire. Doesn’t it feel nice?
That’s one off the belt. But you get the point.
Grey skies; weeping skies; crimson skies; skies cackling in the wind. They’re above and below: there’s only so much dirt. More importantly, they’re made for us.
It’s like we get deadlocked into something that doesn’t exist.
I guess conveyer-belt people aren’t like the sky; I lied. The sky makes sense.
With that, I encourage you to explore the blog a little and see if there are any pieces that you like! I cannot bear to go back and read my old writing most of the time, but I hope you enjoy what’s on here, regardless. Here’s to many future posts and prosperity!
Also, I invite you all to some cake. Ask me in the comments, and you shall receive.
Take care, all! 🙂
(Lastly, photo credits to my brother! And it’s also my sister’s birthday today!)