Updated: Feb 16, 2019
It's been a hot minute since I've had a blog of any sort. The other day, when I was putting my thoughts together for my website, a must for any new author, I thought back to my old blog. It reminded me of how elastic time becomes when you get older. My youngest daughter was born in 2010. I last had a blog in 2̶0̶0̶9̶ 2012. It's hard to believe that it's been a decade since I last sat down to do this. Of course, I write every day, but never in this medium.
Back in those days, I blogged mostly about things that bugged me, that got under my skin. And why not? Back then, when the beard was mostly light brown and the hairline hadn't beat a hasty retreat, I was brimming with snark and cared little about who I offended. The confidence and lack of self-awareness that youth often affords us. These days, things are a little different. The snark is still there, but it's been dialed back to more subtle levels. I can't guarantee that I won't rant, but I can guarantee to be a little wiser with my words.
The goal of this, in 2019 and beyond, is to connect, with my writing as much as my platform. Writing fiction is great, but sometimes stepping out character is nice. And considering that I work from home, where my opportunities to socialize are limited, I figure this medium will allow me to talk to someone, even if just goes into the ether (like this post here). I also figure this will be a good space to post some work, both of the completed and in progress variety. After all, sharing means caring.
At any rate, welcome to the party, pal. Thanks for joining me. Perhaps, for shits and giggles, I'll dig up some of those old blog posts along the way so we can all see what a little turd I used to be.