... full of eloquent expressions of hope that this is the path toward getting one's words in front of an appreciative readership.
Things run great for 4-6 weeks, thoughts flow freely, the muse (cute one, red hair ... what do you mean she's never visited you?) whispers seductively in your ear, and then things get busy at work or you go on vacation or you just can't think of anything that day. You can't even scare up a good, entertaining quote. You take a day or two off. Three weeks later, you burst back on to the page, fired up about fresh energies, new perspectives, better grasp of your story's path - and things are great for two days, then it's six weeks between postings ...
And then, you eventually decide to make a fresh start. New site, new blog, an intriguing new style you want to try, or plot you want to hatch.
Wait - I think I've just talked myself out of this blog, suffocating my hope with my own sardonic sense of creative enlightenment (a.k.a being too much of a smart ass for my own good).
Ok, now I have to make good on this so I don't make myself look foolish for knowing what's coming and STILL rolling over for it.
Anyway - so maybe people will eventually stumble across this blog, find something that they find interesting, enlightening, or entertaining. If not, I'll at least give the voices someplace to prattle on in, aside from the inside of my head. (Don't worry - no voices. None that have been diagnosed, anyway.) Maybe this will just be my latest therapeutic venue.
Words are coming. Someday, maybe even readers!
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