So I’ve been doing this for four years now, huh? Well, that’s a good thing, I think. It has been a way to keep my writing chops up — and it’s far too easy to let them go slack when the rest of life gets in the way. It has also allowed me space to think about things from time to time. Most importantly, the blog has let me engage in a larger community — I’ve met people I consider to be genuine friends, although we’ve never met in meatspace. In a way, this section of the blogosphere has allowed me to find my Johnsonian coffeehouse, and I hope that I have proved somewhat “clubbable” (in Johnson’s terms, not a harp seal’s.)
I’ve been able to connect to several writers I admire a great deal — Lawrence Block being the most visible of these, but by no means the only one. I’ve had the chance to find other readers and writers as well, and have enjoyed the discoveries.
And of course, I’ve been able to give you the view from my small portion of the world, to talk about the Spawn’s adventures and my ongoing journey with Mrs. M. I’ve been able to share a little bit about life in Mondoville — a less prominent dot on the higher ed map, but one that I’ve found quite important, even in its own small way. I’ve had a space in which I could remember my folks, and where I could miss them — which I do everywhere, but it’s still good to have particular spaces as well.
Not bad, for something I started as a way to argue with the Mad Dog, and as a distraction from grief. In fact, it has been much more than I bargained for. I guess I’ll keep at it.
Thanks for reading.