just me

Try as I might, I do not yet have a "blog" system. So I figure the first phase of system-achievement should be to actually blog. I'm going to see how that goes for a while. If that seems to be working, I'll try less randomness.

I don't know what blog readers want to read. Quite frankly. I don't get it. I'm no more a committed reader of blogs than I am of posting to my own. Don't get me wrong, I think blogs are an asset to society today. Occasionally, I find some terrific tidbit or valuable information on blogs, but I'm not a religious follower of any one single blog, not even my own.

As a writer I know it's important to have an on-line presence and I've worked to be online, but I think I've been trying too hard. Trying to sound--I don't know--bloggish. I don't even know what that means, so it's a no wonder I couldn't manage it. It's time to be just me.

Here's what's going on. My self-imposed deadline for the latest book I'm writing has come and gone and as you may have guessed, the ending, not so much. But I'm recommitted. I was trying to accomplish 1,000 words a day, so I'm back to that. I'm not reaching it consistently enough, but I'm getting close and more importantly, I'm writing.

Gold Man is coming along. My son is keeping me busy. Nice weather has finally arrived--along with the allergies. But at this point I'm going to follow my own blog rule of keeping it short. I don't have time to read long blog posts, I don't have time to write long posts. Of course, perhaps I've already broken the rule, but nottheless, I blogged today.