My little blog is two years old.
My blog cracks me up. About once a week, a new reader will come by, read everything worth reading, not comment, and disappear.
If there was ever an indication I should become a fiction writer, that is it.
What is strange is I’m enjoying some success as a fiction writer, just not the way I had always envisioned. All this success does is give me a thirst for more.
I love writing.
I love you, my blog readers.
I love writing just a bit more, though. Forgive me?
Feel free to comment below, say hi, ask questions, or make even more fun of my stalker-like fascination with baristas, or guess how one pronounces “Pacheco”.