I want to be a professional writer, which is ironic considering all that comes to mind when I think professional is is well known saying. "Amateurs built the Ark. Professionals built the Titanic."
Well I certainly hope my Titanic won't sink on it's maiden voyage and maybe last a few, leaving me a well respected and wealthy individual. And hopefully my character's and plots will make it on to their life boats and it is only my burgeoning career that sinks to the icy depths.
As those few who read this may see, and perhaps, months from now, fans who read my archives I may begin taking a different note with my blog. Mixing it up a bit, adding a mixture of stories and memories, with perhaps a dash of a poem or two. Who knows? Maybe even a sprinkling of monologue.
Well ladies and gents, trannies and hermaphrodites, boys and girls, aliens of all foreign genders. (Must be politically correct after all.) I've been told I'm charismatic, let's see if I can bleed a bit of that through the strainer of type shall I?
Prepare... for my new blog.
Prepare... for me.
Prepare... for eternity.
(Dramatic enough?)
Looking forward to it, hun!
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