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Here we go. My blog. The word "terrified" does not adequately describe my feelings regarding blogging. I still can’t even use the word "blog" casually in conversation; despite intricate mental preparation, the word always quivers in my throat, belies my love of Old English literature and firm belief in pen and paper. Nonetheless, I am here. Writing my first post.
I suppose I should explain my aim. I write stories and poetry and I have been convinced that it is time to get some of my work "out there". So here they are, (or at least will be). I hope to have something new here every week, life permitting. I can’t help feeling that doing this is me gradually releasing tiny bits of my soul into cyber-space, or whatever we’re calling it now. Because the things I write are, essentially, me. I think that’s the only way writing can be successful. I hesitate to say my work is "successful writing" but I believe I’m on the right path. So; read, love, loathe.