Nov 26, 2015

Blah, Blah, Capital Blah

So here I am again, trying to say what’s on my mind about what I’m doing, which is writing, so it’s really about what I am doing and learning. Note: I said doing before learning, that’s because to learn, I do.  Since I’m trying to learn how to write what people want to read, I write – and I read.

It’s amazing how much we read if we keep track of it.  For the last few years, I have read about 60 books a year.  That’s not bragging, I just read that much.  I read when I’m waiting; for the line in front of me to get through so it’s my turn, waiting for dinner to be ready, waiting for the advertisements on the television to get through so I can get back to the show I’m watching, waiting for the television to go off so I can go to sleep, as the King of Siam says, etc., etc., etc.

I have tried to do way too much in a blog before, so this time around I am limiting what I write about.  I still have an independent viewpoint on current events, on the political comedy going on now (and for at least the next year), on the naiveté of the cannon fodder out there in the world willing to let people talk them into blowing themselves up, while the instigators try to excuse their crimes against humanity in the name of a religion and I mean any and all varieties.  Not any different from the insane who tell us they’re listening to the voices in their head.  I also still love movies that are well written, well directed and well performed by actors and actresses who can convincingly bring a story to life.  But I’m not going to write about those things in a blog, anymore.  

What I want you to see is a journey of verse and narrative and prose.  Hopefully this journey will help me become better in my writing and maybe establish an audience who want to read what I write.

At this point, you probably realize why I chose the title for this post.

And yes, I know I need to fix links, tags, etc.  I'm working on it.