Lets see, what does my adoring public want to read? This is a tough question, because I have many things about which I could ramble, rant and theorize. But what will you people actually find interesting? I could write about the fact that Unearth just signed to Metal Blade Records, or the beautifully embarrassing way the Yankees lost the World Series. I could comment on my film shoot this past weekend and all of the hilarity and drama involved (both on and off the screen). ...Yeah, there's nothing like shooting a period-peice porno in a haunted house:0p. I could discuss my new apartment and why it has convinced me that a good portion of my world-domination army should consist of cockroaches and Latinos. I could explain how Grady Little fully earned his being fired as the Red Sox Manager. I still don't have a job; should I write about that? I could embark on a diatribe about "Kill Bill: Volume 1," explaining how (and why?) I think Quentin Tarrentino is purposefully trying to make a "B"ad movie, and why that is brilliant. I could make an official prediction that "Ilium" by Dan Simmons is going to win both the Hugo and Nebula awards for this year. And, of course, I could not do any of these things out of fear that no one cares what I have to say.

But whether anyone cares or not is not the point of a blog. Or at least not my blog. I can make all of the style and grammar mistakes there are and no can tell me to fix them. I can talk about how fecal stains on yellow wallpaper made Martha go crazy and you can all just sit there in idle confusion. For over fours year I wrote prose under the stern thumb of higher education. Now I can let my writing breathe. And I don't have to feel like a failure or a fraud when when I am told that I've supposedly done it wrong! I can go back and edit at my leisure. This has become my diary, my outlet for the love inside me of writing. And when I want to improve something stylistically or grammatically, I will, and when I want to leave it as is, I will, and none of it will be subject to anyone's approval but mine!
So, perhaps you are wondering why write in a public format such as this if the point is to not be subject to anyone's approval. Well, I'll tell you. The drive to write is, for many people, tied closely to the drive to be read. And for me to have the motivation to write (at least in prose, poetry is another matter) I need to know that I am being read. By someone, somewhere. And according to my hit counter, I am. My blogger site is free, and so I'm not risking too much by writing freely and without much concern for the reader. When I intend to present polished work, it won't be here. This is my playroom. And to repeat, for those who missed it, to even play with prose I need to know that I am being read. So, I may hope that you enjoy, or take interest in, my writing, but, here and now, I certainly don't need you to.

Uh oh, I ended a sentence with a preposition. Deal with it!