New Year, New Me?

I’ve always resented “blogs”. Even saying it would make my lip curl and my tongue poke out from between my teeth, as if the word itself was rotten. Blogs, to me, seem self-indulgent; a way for people to feel like homegrown celebrities and share the boring details of their life. You clipped your toenails? Fantastic. But aren’t you going to miss using them to climb trees?
Yeah.
I’ve spent a long time wasting my energy on complaining about everyone else’s decisions when, even if I were the overall dictator of the world, I would have no control over any of it. Too much of my time thinking about hate and resentment, or whatever other ugly emotion you can think of. It’s not worth it.
But when the clock finally FINALLY ended the last decade a week ago, I felt that weight, and the stress of ten years of hell, lift off my shoulders. Unlike every other new year, it feels like this one really could mean the start of something new. A new point of view. A new life. Maybe *A* life. Who knows? What I do know is that what little energy I have after all the latest drama, and three good weeks of snow, should be devoted to something better than seething aggravation.
Of course, it’s the first week of the year, and we’re all optimistic, aren’t we? Well, I’ll try, and that’s all I can do.
That’s all any of us can do.

I must be L’Oreal, because I’m worth it

It’s possible, though unlikely, that some of the people wandering to this page don’t know me. For those of you who do, you know why I would resort to a *shudder* BLOG after all these years…but if you don’t, it’s because of my, let’s just say it–html retardation. Thankfully, this site so far has been pretty user-friendly; however, you should at least check out my website. I’ve updated by loading ‘Altered’, my new baby who’s hanging above my desk, and the WIPs for him and ‘M. Shadows’. And, much to my astonishment, I figured out how to make rollover buttons which work with lightbox. It’s worth taking a look if only for the shock factor.

Once you’re done being knocked off your socks by my remedial-but-awesome html, take a look around. I’ll be uploading as I create (if it’s good enough for public scrutiny). However, please keep in mind that a good amount of the writing uploaded to this site is NOT appropriate for children. Most of the links to your right should be treated as PG-13, if not a flat-out R or X–I don’t want to hear about how I’ve damaged your child’s psyche with obscenity or strong liberal leanings.  Attempt to tell me something along those lines and I will ignore you.

But, if such vulgarity doesn’t make you want to write to your congressman, sit in a confessional, or want to shower, indulge yourself. You’ll get a chance to read parts of stories, or ‘fragments’, that I’ve worked on this year. Think of it as ADD fiction: short enough to read before your mind wanders.

If it hasn’t already