A Blog of One-Thousand Posts...

Well, it's finally happened.
I sincerely apologise for any instances of the stars exploding, the sun going dark (before it explodes, of course), earthquakes sinking all major cities and Lady Gaga being named ambassador of the United Nations. These are all cataclysms that I've come to believe would occur if I ever started a blog. Looking out the window, all seems calm. I'll just keep typing and see how things go.

I've always believed that blogs were for a certain demographic. I'l be blunt: that demographic was people who owned cats. People who owned cats and wished to let the whole world (that is, their circle of cat-owning online friends) know of their pet's wacky antics. I viewed blogs as a haven for cat-lovers worldwide to create posts lamenting their lack of acceptance in society, possibly because they owned too many cats.
There may also have been something about food.

Don't get me wrong: cats and food are great. Cat food isn't great, and cats as food is not even worth considering. But I'd always thought blogs were for the slightly aging demographic who had realised that ranting about current affairs online gave them a wider audience than if they did so verbally at the bus stop.

And yet here I am, twenty-one years of age, actually regretting that I haven't started one sooner. For one thing, I have so many creative ideas that my brain is in constant danger of shutdown. The last time that happened I managed to unload its contents into a five-part novel series before critical system failure. Next time I might not be so fortunate. Also, if I ever need to show anyone an example of my writing for any reason, I'd imagine a blog is slightly more convenient than dumping a 70,000 word young-adult action-adventure novel on their desk and waltzing out of their office with a cheery wave, never to return.
It's also healthier for the rainforest (are we still trying to save the rainforest? Is that still a thing? Or have we moved on to Kony?).

So here I am. Blogging. And not a single cat in sight. I do have a red and purple dinosaur, but more on that later. For now, I am Stuart John Alun (pronounced Ah-lin) McNabb: Youtuber, writer, dreamer, chocoholic, tea-enthusiast, retail assistant, uni student, die-hard patriot, Christian, flautist and probably a number of other arbitrary terms that would make this list far too long.

Welcome to my blog, where my insatiable creativity is allowed to run wild.

What fun we shall have.