Tomorrow is this blog's 4th anniversary.
Four years in the grand scheme of things is not long and yet so many things have happened ... and not happened.
When I started this blog I was fresh back from a week long writer's workshop. I was in the midst of a series of back and forth phone calls with a prominent literary agent. I was certain that after 6 long years of writing my time was at hand. That New York and the world would soon agree I had the talent to be a real life, genuine author.
Well. here I am, four years later and while there have been some successes over the years, a half dozen calls from other agents over the years, if I am truthful the powers that be in New York are no closer to granting me access than they were then. The business side of writing has gotten harder of anything and now e-books and self-publishing has the entire industry in a confused tizzy.
But that is not to say I regret starting this blog, or chasing this dream of publishing a novel. I simply have to write and tell stories. It is who I am and as far as this blog and you all, the people I have met and continue to share life with on nearly a daily basis. Well, outside of my wife and boys y'all have been the biggest blessings in my life.
Y'all were there when we needed help, an encouraging word. It is through this blog that I have learned to trust my voice and take chances with my writing. It is through this blog that I finally saw Plundered Booty published in Deadly By the Dozen.
I guess what I am saying is thank you to all of you. The writer's who commiserate with me on the ups and downs,a nd provide me with a wealth of great stories to read. The photographers who stun me with their ability to capture stories in a single shot. The sports fans who cheer, rib, and goad me throughout the various seasons. The friends both here local and worldwide who take the time to comment on my plethora of absurdity.
Thank y'all for 4 great years and an outlet for my brain drippings.