Remember back when I used to blog? Neither do I, though this list of archives to the right is pretty impressive. Our friend Rusted Jesus, has recently gone on what can only be described in Crocodile Dundee terms as a walkabout. He's also blogging again and while he's a much better writer than I am, it reminded me that I do like to put finger to key when I'm not at work or toiling away on a never-to-be-finished writing project.
So here I am. A year and a half removed from my last post, which was just a youtube clip. What have I been doing? Well, I turned 30 (last year), I got married (last month) and I got busy / lazy (always).
Spending your day writing kind of makes you not want to blog when you get home. But I've realized that I need to set some writing goals otherwise I will never finish any of my writing projects. And as much as I'd like to head to the woods to live deliberately, I've got a mortgage and a wife and 4 cats that I would miss entirely too much.
So here I am, returning to the world from whence I came. About the only thing that hasn't changed is that I'm sure you'll all still be reading this at work so I'll try and keep things interesting.
Walt Whitman (or as I refer to him when I'm angry: Walter!) once said, "The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment — to put things down without deliberation — without worrying about their style — without waiting for a fit time or place." I'm not sure about with 'without deliberation' part since I'm not as good as he was, but he got the gist of it right.
I'm out. I'll see ya when I see ya.