"Eight" It Grand? Happy Birthday To Us!
Recently, someone asked me how long I'd been soap blogging for and it took me quite some time (much of that time was spent working through denial over aging and the passage of time) to realize that it wasn't the "like, four or five?" years I originally offered as an answer, but eight. Eight years--as in, eight years today. Our little blog is all grown up! Or if not grown up, at least old enough to be assigned complicated math homework and learn cursive.
When Serial Drama first started--technically, there are posts from July of 2006, but that's because we wanted our readers to have archives to go through. Which they didn't, because we had no readers for a long time. But if we had, we wanted to warmly welcome them with some backdated posts about bad hair, bad fashion and bad characters. We basically hit the ground running with meanness--Becca and I were on Blogger, we used nicknames and really hated Sonny Corinthos. Over the next eight years, so much has happened: we scored an amazing gig writing for Soap Opera Digest; we were lucky enough to meet the best third blogger that we could have possibly dreamed up; among the three of us, there were full-time jobs, a marriage, a baby, and a Master's degree; soaps got cancelled; soaps got TERRIBLE; we wrote 2,269 posts; we earned probably that many Twitter and message board enemies; and we still really hate Sonny Corinthos.
If I could be uncharacteristically sappy for a minute, I'd like to extend a profound thanks to all of you for reading, for commenting, for emailing and for your patience in recent months as posts have dwindled down, thanks to real-life things like "working for a living". You are all amazing and this crazy blog would not have been anywhere near as fun or successful without you chiming in and supporting us. Is it weird to ask for a group hug? It is, right? Because we are strangers and also in cyberspace? Okay, pretend like I never asked...
Thanks for a wonderful eight years, all, and here's to more!