COME ON IN

Welcome. It's all right. It's just me. (I know, grammatically it's just I, but that sounds awkward too me.) I don't like uncomfortability.

Take a load off. You're invited to see what's inside. Most everyone likes secrets. And with this blog, I'm see-thru. Transparent. Open. Honest.

I've been doing this for a long time now. Don't fret Frequent Reader(s), this is no swan song. On the QT will continue. Stale sometimes, I know. Pressing to meet a self-imposed deadline, I show it. These last hectic months have affected my focus. Narrowed my scope. Rushed me to perform.

I'm all out of whack with my writing right now. I need must (I always hated that, as I hate the word and the kinds of people who use the word shan't as well as those who say might could) write a travel log of our sojourns this Summer. As well as take care of two fantasy sports teams and FarmVille.

So what suffers? My blogging. But I'll endure as Faulkner said in his 1950 Pulitzer Prize acceptance speech, because well Sonya's Gotta Dance.

That was the name of the dance class that our daughter took for several years. I thought a funny name, but it makes sense to me. Sonya's gotta dance so she teaches dance. TQ's gotta write, so he blogs.

Thanks for coming in the open door. It was only cracked a little today to let in some air. Ideas need circulation/ventilation. Other times, it'll be wide open for exposure. Sometimes just a sliver when I want to be personal, but it will always be somewhat opened to all those who choose to come on in.