Monday, May 07, 2012

The Great American Novel

Hey blog, long time no love.  Sorry about that.  A lot of shit got in the way between then and now.  Too much to share.  You've been like a faithful pup though, just sitting and waiting for me to return.  And for that I'm grateful.  So let's start over, like we've gone back to square one and are just getting to know each other anew.

I keep talking about writing The Great American Novel, as if it's just that easy.  And yet I read books all the time that I finish and wonder, "Now how the hell did that writer get that thing published?  A second-grader could've written a better novel!"  And then I read something that just blows my socks off and I figure there's no friggin' way I can even write something close to that.

My new friend JS - you haven't met her yet, blog, but then I guess I haven't told you that I'm living in Galway, Ireland now and she's the American gal Sweetie's new boss introduced us to - suggested that I just keep blogging and eventually publish what's in the blog.  Oh, I guess I haven't confessed that Sweetie & I have another blog, one strictly devoted to our life in Galway.  So I'm kinda cheating on you, dear blog, but only in the most limited sense.  And since the new blog is so limited in scope, I thought about starting yet another new blog.  But Sweetie is the devoted type, and I value his opinion above all others, so when he suggested I come back to you, dearest original blog, I decided that was the way to go.

And here we are.  You & me, together again.  And now I'm going to use you again, but this time solely for good.  Well, maybe the occasional negativity will find its way into your pages, but I'm going to try really hard to keep it all on the sunny side.  Until I write a dark, dark story that ends badly for the main characters or something like that.  But you won't mind, will you blog?  Because after all, we will be together again, side by side, leading each other into the frightening recesses of the intertubes and attempting to bash out the one work of art that will makes us both happy and successful - and independently wealthy beyond our wildest dreams.

Heh.  Let's kick this thing in the ass, shall we?

1 comment:

SecondSeason said...

ROFLMAO. "Now how the hell did that writer get that thing published?" indeed! I think that all the time myself! Of course, my brain also muses things from the other side as well: namely editors and literary agents ("THIS is the best we could find?")

I'm as daunted as you, dear. But you know we're both better writers than 90% of the dreck that's being published right now. So, I will if you will. On your mark ... get set ....