Drop me a line, if you don’t mind
There are times when posting on here feels a bit like mumbling into a vacuum. And while I’m grateful for a few friends who show up here and leave nice little notes, I get curious what everyone’s thinking when they read my rambles. Not that I’m one of those moistened finger in the wind chaps or anything, and this isn’t the precursor to any focus-group rigamarole where I want to write only what you’d like me to serve up. I’d just like to hear more frome readers — even if you’re giving me the finger.
I started this blog because I’d hit a horrible patch of writer’s block, and I blew a couple of key assignments, and I needed to do some kind of end-around to rediscover my writer’s mojo. Somewhere along the line, I realized that I really liked communicating with you, that writing was a way of connecting with you in ways that the flesh-and-blood version of me wasn’t able to do. And once I’d established that, I started hungering for more communication from those of you who read this stuff. Soooo, please feel free to write back already.
Oh, what the hey. Maybe I’ll just go write some funny shit and shut up. —Jackson Griffith