It’s not a story, so don’t think I’ve gone fictional on you. The story is that of me writing my blog. The thing is what do I want to do with this blog? I’ve nothing to sell. I’ve no real story to tell. All I have is a desire to write. And, nothing to write about. That’s why my posts are random in content. There are things about a blog;
Who is your audience?
What are you writing about?
Why are you writing?
What is the end goal of your writing?
At the moment, I can only answer one of those questions, and I wonder about the validity of the answer. Why am I writing? The answer is because, not just because I want to, I have a need to. I have a ring bound notepad, writings from 15 years ago. I haven’t progressed beyond that. By now, I should have written a book. I’ve tried creative fiction classes. They didn’t work.
One thing they say, is you can’t write about what you want. You have to write to your audience. At the moment, the audience is me. your are here by happenstance. That doesn’t mean, by the way, that I don’t care that you are here. I do very much. I want to educate and entertain you.
