A blog — why?

So why do this?

While most of the thoughts that come hurtling, unbidden, across my mind each day are either too crazy, boring, misinformed, weird, morbid, scary, perverted or dark to merit being recorded, I’ve concluded there are at least a few observations that are probably actually somewhat interesting and are worth mentioning to other people. Since I’m a writer, it makes sense to write these things down, lest they be lost forever. Otherwise, it seems like a lot of wasted brain function. It’s sort of like recycling plastic bottles, except we’re talking about my own thoughts.

Parenting, especially, is full of little daily adventures, and I already feel I’ve let too many of these gems slip away into oblivion. I already consider that a kind of writer’s malpractice, but this hopefully will help put a stop to that.

And, in my job, I get to go to a lot of cool places. Ditto about the writer’s malpractice and avoiding the oblivion.

Writing helps me keep my sanity, and I feel overall healthier when I do it. Except when it makes me feel nuts, which is a stage you often have to go through to get to the sanity and probably isn’t serious enough to really worry about.

I sometimes find the urge to write these things on social media. But it’s not the place for them. They just require too many words and most people who will see it in a feed probably won’t really care and it could very well annoy people.

Hopefully you’ll find this worthwhile.