Seven or eight years ago, I started working on a book of essays. They were the pompous, conceptually trite, generally poorly written rantings of a megalomaniac in the making. And as most things I wrote then, they were left unfinished. I don’t want to pick those back up, but I have some new stuff that has some promise and I’d like to work on them towards some conclusion.
All that to say, it may seem like I’m deep in my emotions or going through something over the next few months, but the truth is that I’m working through ideas. (It may also be true that I’m in my emotions and/or going through something, but I’m not writing about that stuff here anymore.)
I’ve cleared my queue and most of my posts will be chunks of essays that I’m working on, that I might see how folks react to them. I’ll transition some to my blog, some I’ll submit for publication, and others I’ll hold close. I may collect them and shop for a book agent in 2015, if I feel comfortable sharing them en masse and am not embarrassed by their quality.
That’s what this blog is now.
The posts will be sparse and what you see won’t be very “good,” as it’s me banging against a wall, hoping someone can help me make sense of what’s worked it’s way to my keyboard. I’ll also be posting a ton of quotes from the stuff I’m reading that I find inspiring, most often not overtly political. And when this project is done, hopefully by year’s end, I’ll likely end the entire blog as well.
If you’re here for the pretty brown girls and/or angry ranting, you’ll be better served elsewhere. This is a productive space, even if only screaming to listen to my own echo.