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Hello everyone! I'm checking in from White River Junction Vermont where it is currently 4 degrees outside and bluebird skies. So I know it's been a while, but the truth is I've been lucky enough to have a lot of writing work outside this blog. In fact! Some of that work requires that I keep quiet on here and not tell all my stories, so they can be brand new when they show up in the book or the articles.
What's to become of The Wilder Coast? This is nearly eight years worth of writing, most of it so so bad but remember what Ira Glass says: you have to get all the shitty stuff out before you can write something worthwhile. Anyhow, I'm not ready for this space to fade into internet oblivion like that girl who sang the song about Friday.
So many of you started off as readers and then became friends. I love all the comment and discourse, emails and letters and visits- hell, who wouldn't? And I miss you. So I'd like to try something new. I want to write on this blog as if I'm speaking directly to you. That means, it will be casual, imperfect (which is of course in stark contrast with all my other work, which is perfect, totally perfect) and maybe a bit more stream of consciousness. Although- god, that term makes me cringe. So axe that last one one.
What I'm trying to say is this. I spend all day grinding out words for other projects, banging my head against a wall, and swallowing fistfuls of supplements and pharmaceuticals (not the fun kind) so when I get on this blog I want to just chill. You know? You know.
Let's begin. Hi! How have you been?
