I decided that it was time to go back to writing.
Random comments on YouTube videos and posts about the days remaining until the next set of mid-terms here in the Untied States of ‘Merica just wasn’t cutting it.
I need to be me. I need to voice my opinion. I need to share my perspective with the world.
Oh. Yeah. Sure. Who Cares??
Look. I’m just a nobody; I’m just an Old School legal secretary and have been typing legal briefs for nasty-ass lawyers of all types for many, many years. I don’t occupy a position of power, or a have unique vantage point. I don’t have a huge social media presence, and the last time I attempted a foray into blogging I think I managed to convince at least three people to follow me. Never mind that it was years between posts that killed my fledgling blog - not that it was because I didn’t have anything to say.
I have a lot to say. And I need an outlet, a container, for my thoughts.
Yep. I know that I’m supposed to be thinking about you, the reader. I’m supposed to, as some internet influencers say think of every way that I can to solve your problems and make you feel good about yourself.
But I have to be honest - because there is no other way to be as a writer - I’m doing this for myself. I’m doing this to stay sane. I’m doing this to attempt to make sense about this changing world we are living in, these so-called “interesting times.” And now I’m trying this experiment publically to see, just see, if anyone wants to join me in that endeavor.
Thanks for reading.