Stand back, this could get messy … I’m going to slaughter my internet presence in plain view. [“Where do you want this killing done? Out on Highway 51!” Bob Dylan]
There’s really no other choice — I either start right now, right where I am, with what I have, or I dawdle, procrastinate, lie to myself about how I’m almost organized, almost ready to launch — launch what? How can I decide when every five minutes I think of another way to say what it is that I want to say? That’s me: Own it, I say. Do it. Simply Be!
Besides, I already started — been blogging since 2008, staking a claim in the rush for internet gold, silver, brass and aluminum. This is a restart, a do-over, a Mulligan.
So instead of presenting an idealized frosted cake with candles ablaze blog, I’ll be showing you the grinding of the flour (Hell, the growing of the grain!), the gathering and cracking of the eggs, the mess and mystery of creation as it’s happening. Welcome to my world, where words are all I have, and perhaps all I need to help make the madness calm, the killing stop, and the equal worth of every life be the rule.