Inaugural Post

Here begins the first installment into what will be a glimpse into the life of a sometimes angry, and sometimes young man. First of all,  I would like to formally apologize -- not in a pompous way -- to the other blogger who started a blog entitled Next Great American Novel. Please note that she has never made any posts.  Perhaps, it goes along with the idea if you don't use something that you own, it will eventually be robbed of you. 

The formative plan of this electronic endeavor is to constantly update this site with writings and ramblings with a wide range of subject matter.   The intention is to never wander out of a vague, hazed out zone where clarity betrays a sense of mystique.  We all should strive to maintain the composure of international men (and women) of mystery.  The only danger is when we become static caricatures of ourselves, living sit-com lives, where each episode comes to a head and ends in applause.  None of this will ever reach any conclusion.  It will just continue until it doesn't continue anymore.  Not to be grave and ominous sounding, but if you know me, you already are aware of my love of the melodramatic, which brings us back to a point:  if you have read this far, you probably know me.

For those of you who DO know me on a semi-intimate level,  I have fashioned myself as a writer of many things: poetry, prose, one-act plays, lyrics, short films, medium-length films, desperate four A.M. emails, and grammatically correct text messages.  I felt like I should join the ranks of bloggers. Everybody has a blog these days. Life Blogs, Photo Blogs, Political Blogs, Cooking Blogs, Hate Blogs, Love Blogs, Dog Blogs, Car Blogs, Pizza Blogs, Burrito Blogs...I bet your Grandma even has a blog!  It may end up being a painful process.  I can't write anything without freaking out and editing it about a dozen times, checking the ebb and flow.  There comes a time when your thoughts should be public though. They need not have any bearing on your character or others' perception of your character but just exist as a collection of words.  In short, don't judge me for what comes out of this whole process. Christ, I promise that each and every post won't be as pretentious and self-aware as this one.  I just felt like it should be some sort of preface, you know, where everything is outlined. We must establish some ground rules, draw some lines in the sand. Oh well. Next time, we will try harder, the royal We, that is.

And so it begins,  please come early and often.