Thursday, February 22, 2018

I'm Tired. I'm a Writer But I'm Not.

I'm middle aged.  Probably even more so because who all lives until age 80?  I know my parents didn't.

I loved telling stories when I was growing up.  I had notebooks filled with "novels".   I had short stories.  I could turn pretty much whatever into a story.

Then I became driven.

First to graduate high school at age 15.  Which I did.

Then to start college at age 16.  Which I did.

Then to save the world for the Lord Jesus Christ.  Which I tried.  I made the worst missionary.

Then to figure out what live was about.   I'm still doing.

To become financially secure.  Which I failed at.

I'm just tired.  I'm in my twentieth year of selling on eBay.  I took care of my mother for years.  I don't regret it.  But I lost myself.

I have stories.  There was the time I was in an argument at the Peace and Love Bar.  The time a koala used me as a potty.  The time I crossed the Baltic Sea with a Ben Stein look alike.  Drank a beer with a former teacher.  How many people know what that feels like?  Slept on a picnic table in a foreign country.  Got so lost I ended up at China.  Really.

I have stories.  I've been trying to write for years.  Aside from a piece published in a Chicken Soup book, I've been letting others tell me how to write.  What makes money.

I tried blogging.  I had to write focusing on money.  And it never came to me.   I wouldn't recommend the big courses or hosting or whatever that brought most bloggers so much money.

But I have a voice.  I have stories.  Stories that entertain, teach, and just are funny.

So I had this thought. . . What if I started a blog about what I want to write about, just to tell my stories.  No SEO optimization.  No hearing I have to have an e-mail list, no nothing.  Just a place for me.

What if I just added a tip jar to my blog instead of trying to hock all sorts of stuff so I get a small kick back?  If a blog post speaks to some, they could tip me.  Or a regular reader.  But not make money the main reason of my blog.

A place where I can share fun findings from family history, be real, be honest, and let my voice be heard.

Let's try this.







Fan Fiction before it was cool.

When I was in First Grade, I got a book in my Easter basket called "Mumpsy goes to Kindergarten".  It was written in 1945 and by m...