They say you have to have a clear goal with a project like this. They say you’ve got to already know what you’re going to say. They say you’ve got to have a beginning, a middle and an ending.
After a few years of tussle with this concept – fighting this “they” that creeps up with it’s demands – I’ve decided to return to this blog. I’m not going to give you the autobiographical story promised in the last post. I got scared to share it, so I guess I wasn’t ready to share it. And even now, years later, I am still not ready. So it’s not going out yet. Hope none of you died while holding your breath.
I can’t promise you (abstract reader) that Fascinated: Caffeinated has a mission. I can’t promise that it’ll be consistent. I can’t promise a beginning, middle and end here.
In the past years of journal scribbling, stealth writing at work, furious letter correspondence, and the honor of being included in a reading series at Last Word Books, I’ve learned a little something about Fascinated: Caffeinated.
The little something is this: Caffeine fueled creative obsession will always be a part of me. It’s something I like about myself and something I treasure in others. It’s not a goal – it’s a process. And it’s been pointed out to me that maybe, possibly, some of you (abstract readers) may want a window into that process and a place to share your own.
So here it goes. A soft re-launch of a platform for me to share some of the messy, complicated, obsessive, mushy, gritty, aching, caffeinated heart-stuff that fuels my world. Probably some writings too. Maybe a photo here or there. No promises on content or goals (dear abstract reader), but I’ll be around.