So how long has it been? By my count, nearly eight months. Far too long.

There are several reasons why I haven’t posted, but the biggest reason has been that I’ve developed a repetitive strain injury, so I’ve been limiting my computer use. I’m still having trouble with my wrists, but I’ve discovered text-to-speech speech-to-text software, which has almost given me my computer back. I’m going to try posting for a few days and see how this goes. If all goes well, I’ll start posting on a regular basis.

See you tomorrow.

I’ve only been at this whole blogging thing a few days, but it’s something I’ve been thinking about for a few years: I’ve created several different visual designs; I’ve toyed with ways to categorize the content; and I’ve researched ways to make money off the whole process.

After putting all that thought and work into creating my blog, I never started blogging because I forgot one of the core lessons my college creative writing professor drilled into our heads: Writers write.[1] It’s not about a cool design, it’s not about making money, it’s not even about being read. It’s just about writing, and I want to write.

On April 1st, I started writing, and I haven’t stopped since—it’s like I struck oil.

At this point, I should say something like: “Read or not read, it doesn’t matter.” But that’s not true. I do want to be read; I’m just not writing to be read. I’m writing to write.

[1] To be fair, I’ve been out of college for 10 years it’s been nearly ten years since my writing class.