I live a wordy life. I’ve always liked to read (“like” in a way that I suspect Michael Jordan likes basketball . . . Spock likes logic . . . ), and my current day job is editing, mostly nonfiction books. A previous job was at the library. My kids are an age where we still read out loud together. I’m on Twitter and Facebook, where I love trading quips and summarizing the current state of things in a sentence or two. I do a lot of work via e-mail, and I really like pens and Post-It notes.
In the last five years, I decided to take myself seriously as a writer, develop some skills, produce some material beyond correspondence and memos. Say in public that I’m doing it, and actually sit down and write a novel. I’ve been working on story ideas and elements, taking workshops about things like how to plot and how to promote yourself. And of course working on the book.
Blogging is on everybody’s list for promoting yourself. I find, however, that rather than developing a brand or a following, I’m having egocentric thoughts. This blog may be an interesting place for you, Dear Reader, to see inside a writer’s brain, to travel along while a book gets written, to swim in the parallel streams of fiction and life. Or it may be my shiny new file cabinet in the sky, a quiet place where I can stick all my notes, hang some pretty pictures, and try out some words with those ideas.