So have I really been at this for a decade?
It’s hard to believe, but 10 years ago today I sat down and cranked out the first post of this blog.
I had no idea what I was doing and it showed. I rambled, ranted, and shared far too much information.
I’m still doing all of that today, come to think of it, but at least I’m trying to keep the posts a little shorter.
There have a lot changes in that time, including the death of my father and the sale of our family house.
There are other changes in my life that haven’t happened as quickly as I would’ve liked, but I don’t see any reason to give up.
While I’ve threatened to post more often, it’s been hard to break the weekly routine that I settled into some years back. I have all these projects bouncing around my imagination that make more frequent blogging pretty close to impossible.
For a while I thought about giving the blog up when I reached the 10-year mark. That’s plenty of time, I reasoned, put it aside and devout more time to fiction.
Yes, I probably should do that, but I don’t want to. I’ve made some incredible friends over the last decade, enjoyed the work of some very talented writers and photographers, and I’ve had a lot of fun doing it.
I think blogging has made me a better writer and a better storyteller, and I believe it’s helped improved my fiction as well. I’m getting better at finding stories in routine events, as opposed to waiting around for something big to happen.
There may come a day when I truly don’t want to do this anymore and I’ll bring down the curtain, switch off the lights, and walk out of this blog. But today ain’t the day.
I look back at all those long posts I've done, but today I don't have a hell of a lot to say other than thanks so much for sticking around.
I wonder what’s going to happen next.