The idea of writing stories first popped into my mind when I was a little guy. So now that I’ve had 50 years to ponder it, I think I will begin. One might think that 50 years is some kind of procrastination world record, but I prefer to frame it up as research.

It seems to me that writing with good source material is a far superior plan than writing from one’s imagination – unless of course your last name is Disney. Or Lucas. Or Rowling.

A few months ago, I wrote a series of small vignettes on social media during the pandemic lockdown. Nothing too serious but very serious at the same time. You see, I wrote about life. My life. And the lives of those around me. And how those lives intersected and related and did their best to create harmony during a tumultuous time. I think folks seemed to like it. At least three or four did.

So it occurred to me that maybe I should just keep writing. See what happens. Why not? Maybe I could pass along some hard earned wisdom and post some yield signs and stop signs that I overlooked in life (perhaps ignored is a better way to phrase that).

So if you’re here – it’s probably because you were there and you’re curious where all of this will lead us.

Short answer – I have no earthly idea. So let’s spend some time together and I will do my best to bring some thoughts you can use in your life and hopefully inspire you to think and if I’m really good you might even feel some things too.

Why do this? Why not….