Blogging for me was literally only for one reason: to see if I could still write (it had been about 10 years since grad school). FatScribe gave me the venue to have some fun, and to use some of the skills I honed in business consulting and starting LuxeMont.com, to just write and to vent and to gauge how far-gone my love for putting words on a page had atrophied.
FatScribe was and is simply a place to hone some very worn writing skills -- if they ever existed. So, one year later, and I must confess that like many other bloggers, I have frequently considered the nuclear option: flipping the red cap (the one that reads, "Do Not Push Unless You Have Thought This Out Long and Hard") and mashing the red button beneath to delete all articles published herein. I mean, if we're being truthful here, some of this stuff has just been pretty lame and awful and full of me-me-me's. But, if we're still having an Oprah moment, you and I on this white leather couch of FatScribe, some of it was decent, and many of the Dear Readers who came along for the ride with me, were gracious to say so. I even had one or two conversations (actually three or four) with "real" publishers who were interested in my work.
So ... I'm still going to publish an article or two on specific newsworthy events, just to add my two-cents a couple of times each month. But most of my efforts (the ones that take place from 9pm to 1am) will be to actually publish the novella I've been working on for Crookshank as a gift for my boys (pictured above in younger days). I'm polishing it up now, and will keep you posted if something happens with it in 2010!
One year of FatScribe was fun, and time flew, and frankly, it was fun to see almost a hundred countries and over a thousand cities visit the ole porkster. I still don't know why they did. It has been great getting to know the dozens of other bloggers that I've exchanged emails with and encouragement, and even a few disappointments and life-changing, heart-breaking events. You guys are so talented, that it was actually depressing to see how bad my "stuff" was compared to how good yours is. The blogosphere has shown me one thing: there are VERY good writers and creative, talented professionals from all walks of life, and we are ALL better for these efforts. For their sharing their dreams, and avocations, and their bleats about liberal lunacy and conservative creepiness. For the fashionistas showing off their wares and their design inspirations. For the future real estate moguls posting pictorals with page-turning narratives attached. Even the blogs that focus on their kids and trips to the country store never cease to make one smile, or one blog that snaps photos of their feet whether at the beach or at the club or in the shower. If FatScribe has added one bit of value to the overall enjoyment that we all share each morning or late at night when surfing the Net, then I'm glad I invested 365 days toward this project, even if I never posted a single photo of my feet in a shower.
"Pleasant words are a honeycomb,
sweet to the soul and healing to the bones."
-- Proverbs 16:24
God bless y'all. And, remember, if you have something to say or write, and don't, intellectual obesity sets in. Don't be a fatscribe! Writers, write. Now, go write some sweet words, and start your own 365 day me-me-me journey. You never know, you might discover you're as good as the likes of these blogs listed to the right --> Scroll through some of them to be inspired ... ;)