There are actually a few of you reading now who don’t know me at all ( meaning I haven’t paid you or offered you extra credit to occasionally read a little of this and respond.) I haven’t until very recently “advertised” this “in process” writing exercise. I have invited a few folks that I really want to criticize what I write. They read but rarely criticize. I’m going to have to pay them more, I guess. I have a few friends who like reading enough to read most anything, and they show up time to time. And then there’s you newbies who don’t know me from Adam, but who have somehow connected with me through blogging. I cannot tell you how much your work and person have influenced my life and more importantly given me a safe place to be myself. Thank you anyone who suffers through, your reading translates as pure love to me.
So, the basics are:
I am 48. I am a native Athenian, the Georgian variety. I left it nearly 24 years ago to go west and try my luck in this more Wild West than southern town, Birmingham. I’ve been in my share of shoot outs. I have met many wonderful people here in Alabama, dear, dear people. The land and I, however, just do not get along, and for a mystic like me, that makes for a tough go. But I am trying to notice Him, even in the chirt, the crunchy dirt like substance that covers this stretch of Alabama.
I have made many promises to write. More and more, the internal pressure builds and wills me do so. Thank you to those of you who challenge me with your faithfulness to lay down thought and memory and ideal. I will do my best to fulfill my promises.
As said so perfectly in my favorite movie, Notting Hill,
“There are things to say…”
You can reach me here: firstname.lastname@example.org. I would love to hear from you.