So, it's come to this...

It's been quite a while, but I've decided to get back into using this thing. Originally, I was going to pretty much concentrate on politics, with the occasional foray into sports, but things changed somewhat in the, um, two years or so since I last even came by here. Instead of politics and sports, I will now be writing about anything that occurs to me. I'm writing now (both here and in other, more traditional media) because I have to: writing is what I always thought I was best at and what I always thought would be the focal point of whatever carreer I would choose, but thus far, it has not. There's a reason for that, but it's too obvious and maudlin and sort of bathetic, so I'm not going to go into it. The important thing is that I am writing furiously, pretty much every spare minute I have. I need to get a little more organized about it, I need to focus a bit more narrowly now that I've settled in to the habit of writing all the time. I need to work out what kind of writing I like, what I feel most comfortable with. It's the obvious thing to just assume that because I know that I can write, that means I'm automatically going to write novels and short stories. Maybe I'm better at something else, maybe I like writing something else more...I'll try a few things, see what feels best. And this thing will be used primarily to essays, non-fiction and free-form verse. Terrifically long-winded, weepy, inscrutable free verse. Because Artaud was a pussy.

It also does not fail to occur to me that one other essential facet of writing is being read, so if you're reading this it means that I have managed to actually convince someone to give my stuff a go. Which is only surprising because I've only recently stopped spending all of my time trying to keep myself away from my friends. Which is bad. However, you are hopefully reading this because what I've really done is explain to you that that I have a basic, personal need to re-connect with my friends that has nothing to do with writing, and that one of the ways I hope to compensate you for years of neglect and inconsiderate beahviour by entertaining you with all the considerable wit and pith at my disposal.