sprints

it has come to my attention that i tend to write in little bursts.
nothing for a week or two and then a few things within one day... or evening...
wind sprints on the soul if you will.
i'd hate to think of what would happen if i were to write everyday. i may become too prolific. nobody likes a power blogger... someone who writes for pages and pages a day. my lord, although it may be acceptable from time to time with suitably appropriate subject matter to ramble on into some sort of prolonged diatribe, it is much more generally acceptable to be fairly concise with one's ramblings... after all, there are only about 91 (approx) people who have ever even perused this small little habitation in cyberspace, and i seriously doubt any of them have been back for seconds... and even if they have, i doubt they would admit it. i mean, while someone may be an everyday reader of such fantastic peoples as my cousin UberElijah and Shoa's Blog, well, let's not kid anyone here... i'm just rambling because i can.