Happy 10th Birthday to me! This month marks a full decade since The Chief entered your lives and brought unmitigated joy, anger, heartbreak and questions about how someone of such deranged mental capacity as me could possibly get onto the Internet. Aren’t you glad you showed up and stayed?
I can’t even begin to describe the mixture of curiosity and trepidation I felt launching this blog. I had never really put myself into the public eye under such circumstances. It’s odd, if you knew me, because in a previous life I’d wanted to be a professional actor. When I felt my life was going out of control in the late 1980s, I seriously began researching life in California and New York. But I decided to remain in Texas and hoped someone of importance would notice me. They didn’t. Bastards!
Now I’ve resigned myself to being a hermit writer. I’ve always been introverted and thus, was isolating myself at home long before the COVID-19 pandemic made it fashionable. That means blogging came natural to me – like eating good food, drinking good wine and having regular orgasms.
I realized almost immediately the blogosphere is ideal for any writer or creative visionary. It has taken the written word and placed it into the hands of ordinary people. Whether what they create is valuable or authentic is often purely subjective or subject to fact-finders. But – for better or worse – people no longer have to rely upon established publishing houses or newspaper editorial boards to determine if they get something published or not. It’s not necessarily vulnerable to censorship or opinionated editing.
I feel this blog has improved my writing and widened my own eyes to the world around me. I used it as a platform to promote my first published novel, “The Silent Fountain”. I’ve been able to broadcast short stories and essays that renowned editorial deities didn’t like.
For all of you who have stayed with me over the past decade, I love you and thank you. Stay with me! There’s more psychological shenanigans to come!
Chief Writing Wolf 