For the handful of people who have me listed as a feed, I am not back. I just needed to post and image, and and since I really have no other presence on the web, I am using this old Blogger account. Sorry that the image has nothing to do with the blog . . . I just needed a way to post an image.
For those of you who know me . . . or I should say, "who knew me from my writing", I would hope you would be surprised that I am participating in one of these multi-player something or other games. Well, it is not not truly something I would have predicted for myself. I guess I got hooked at the beginning because there were these "quests" . . . if you clicked on a few things, the computer told you that you did a good job and rewarded you with a few little digital prizes. I am by no means a gamer, but if someone says I am doing well and gives me a gift on top of that, I am a complete sucker and will stick around. Sort of happened with my writing here . . . no digital gifts, but the praise in the comments and the mention on other blogs hooked me. My dirty little secret, I suppose.
Well, the game does not praise me anymore and the small group of people who I met online and was part of their group threw me out because they thought I was communicating with a bully. So I am sure it is a matter of time before the game loses its allure completely. And honestly, making things is much more appealing than fighting people. On the blog, I liked creating blog entries and building up people's confidence by saying good (and true) things about their writing. It was not as fun to tear down someone's writing - point out a comma fault or an argument that, well, was not cogent.
Sorry about the tease. Part of me wants to come back and write every once in a while, but I am not sure that would be a good idea long term. Book ideas still in my head but not on paper. And I hope the best to each and every one who I met while blogging. I hope there are a few still around.
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