Get Off My Chest

Okay, I am going to do something I know I will regret.

However, desperation is the mother of further desperation.  I have decided if people like to read blogs written by snarky complete strangers then I am perfectly capable of doing at least as good a job as any other snarky stranger.  If this will tempt you into perusing this site and sampling my work then it serves its purpose.  I am not above shameless advertising, but only in those areas where the recipient fully expects to be haggled.  I have this crazy notion that if you treat your potential readers with respect and honesty they just might reciprocate.

I should advise you in advance though that this blog will be a chronicle...a dumping ground if you will...for my own observations and opinions, in my own somewhat sardonic voice.  It's not a public free-for-all and as such will not include a comment section.  I am putting my name at the top of this so I will only stand behind my statements.  If you wish to comment on what I write feel free to send me an email and I will read it, provided you have something as substantive to say as I thought I had.  On the other hand, if what I wrote was deliberately irreverent and silly I strongly encourage responders to do the same.  There is no topic outside the bounds of humor provided it is handled correctly.  This is where many politicians and celebrities get into trouble!

Therein lies a clue as to how I plan to handle this blog.  Even serious topics will be filtered through the french press of satire and exaggeration.  Don't come back to me with something like 'I take umbrage with your assertion that all bull dogs have a flatulence problem!'  I know they all don't, but nestled within the exaggeration resides the kernel of truth on which all humor is based.  If I am making a serious statement I will say so.  If I am not, I will not say so.  That's the key to humor you see, it's called the setup.  If I receive complaints to that effect I will politely refer you to this blog's opening comments and be done with it. 

 I do not expect to be issuing many responses.  I am not a knee-jerk blogger.  It takes me time to formulate a good twist on a topic so what I write tends to go through that french press a few times before it makes the final edit, especially touchy subjects. 

 

At any rate, I have decided to start this blog rather innocuously by discussing how I came to be a science-fiction writer.  If that bores you to tears try moving on the the next topic; how I learned to swear properly at age six.