This is what I’ve avoided for awhile now. Mostly because it was something I’ve been expected to do. Expectations may not necessarily be a bad thing, and that is a hard thing to come to grips with. Writing something with the idea that people may like reading it is also hard to do, at least if you think your coming off as a pompous prick, but we must be what we are.
I think of myself as a contradiction. I’m a culture snob who loves watching wrestling documentaries on Netflix. I’m snide and rude, but try to be considerately rude to everybody.
Mostly I want to be a writer and the only way to do that is to write. Any writing will do, so we will see how long this lasts. I offer no wisdom, I promise no sober reflection. Bad jokes, I’m sure, the kind that you know I was way too self satisfied when I made them. The kind I wrote down to use in a story later.
Don’t judge, words are too few and hard to come by to be limited to the internet.
I promise only what I happen to want to write.