I am, in fact, alive

It’s been ages since I posted here which I realize is a death knell from a social media perspective. My problem is I have yet to fully embrace the whole social media…thing. The drive I have to write is focused on novels, not blog posts and tweets. I’m in no way casting aspersions on those who do write prolifically in those realms, but just as I’ve never cottoned to the taste of Brussel sprouts, I’ve yet to develop a taste for daily social media. Equally telling, I am not a connoisseur of tweets and blogs. I have no must reads be they celebrities or fellow authors. World news rows my boat. Articles on space exploration. New theories on time and the origins of the universe. History books. And sometimes…Maxim. I’m not claiming sainthood here.

Does this make me antidiluvian? Perhaps. None-the-less, I will make an effort to post a little more regularly if for no other reason than to save you from wondering if they’ll eventually find my body buried under twenty years worth of newspapers.

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