What was this about anyway?

When I started this thing, it was all about writing. There’s been a lotta stuff since. Orkut, way too muchg about orkut, but it made things happen in my life. Geekery, and the blogosphere in general. Travel. Kids. Family. Friends. Sex. My life, I guess. But I finally, finally got something written. A story I […]

When I started this thing, it was all about writing.

There’s been a lotta stuff since. Orkut, way too muchg about orkut, but it made things happen in my life. Geekery, and the blogosphere in general. Travel. Kids. Family. Friends. Sex.

My life, I guess.

But I finally, finally got something written. A story I started to conceptualize last fall, but didn’t have time to get done by the holidays. A bit of filth inspired by a song.

It’s not quite done. I think I need to expand it a bit (Usually it’s the other way, I need to strip out the too-much parts). But just finishing something, anything, even in a draft state, felt so damned good.

Fluff. Yeah. It’s fluff. But given that the last thing I finished was over 18 months ago, it still smells like napalm in the morning.

Yeah, I’ll post a link eventually. I need some expert editorial input on it to see if it’s worth a damn.

0 thoughts on “What was this about anyway?”

  1. karl orkut is a poison. ferret santa just poked around in there for the first time in eons and ew, it just wasn’t the same. I am glad you are writing.
    j

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.