This blog may seem a little unfocused, but then so am I - I'm a writer, photographer, trombonist, online gamer, grandfather, and promoter of graffiti as both an art form and a community change agent. You can subscribe to my posts, over on the right-hand panel, via RSS feed or emails, or follow me on Facebook and Twitter.
At least I think so.
I'd like to get back into writing, but I think I need someone for a couple of things:
- to nudge me when I'm stuck, or maybe just on the wrong path. I usually have ideas to start a story, but sometimes I am not sure on the branch to take next. Or maybe I even need to back up a bit. Or trash it all!
- to critique my work with more caring than a stranger might
have, but more honesty than someone close.
To paraphrase a saying, you can't fix stubborn. Especially now, with respect to COVID-19. So much misinformation, such simple rules, so many people misquoting and/or misbehaving.
I'm in good health, but over 70. That places me in a higher risk group so I've chosen to self-isolate as much as I can. In the last 4 weeks I've managed to limit my shopping to 4 times - twice for groceries, twice for the drug store. It helps that I was always an introvert, and comfortable with myself, so for me being alone does not mean being lonely. A credit card and willingness to use Amazon also helps.
A few days ago the historian Heather Cox Richardson posted a 'letter' outlining some US economic history, from the early 1900's to now.
The rallying cry for Trump was to Make America Great Again, always a good slogan, because many, not all, have fond memories of "the good old days". And not a new slogan being used by Reagan and Clinton. This referral may be back to the 1920's, but it was never clear to me when he meant. Maybe they meant in the 1960's. Maybe in the pre-Colonial, pre-invasion of North America days.