Been a while since I did any blogging.
Not sure if anyone noticed that, or if anyone is still watching to see if I come back. No excuses, just got caught up in that weird “real life” thingy, and don’t, in fact, have much to say even now.
A (huge) part of the problem is that I have no idea what to say. I used to blog a lot about writing, and publishing,and self-publishing in particular, but I decided to stop doing that because it was blogging to writers and wannabe writers rather than to readers, but that left me with not much to say at all. The blogging-to-readers field is packed with the jet-set writers who lead fascinating lives, who co-author movies and video games, who go off on vacation to wonderful paradises and send back having-wonderful-time-don’t-you-wish-you-were-me blog posts, and that’s not me.
My life is little different than anyone else’s. I am as just boring as you, and just as unique. The highlight of the past few weeks has been firing up the smoker I got for Christmas and making some jerky and smoked cheese. Wonderful, mouth-watering stuff, but hardly a blog post.
Nor is this. It’s okay, I have a money-back guarantee on my blog – if you didn’t like it, I’ll refund your cost!