Listening to the Crickets

Well, until I get something published and get my name out there, I’m probably just writing this for the crickets. We all have to start somewhere, so I thought I’d get this first post out of the way.

This is not my first blog or my first adventure in writing. But the first post always feels awkward. Sort of like a first date with a really hot guy and you worry that no matter what you say it’ll sound stupid. Yeah, that’s how this feels right now.

The next post will be better. I’ll find my stride, eventually. I just have to get this one out of the way to start.

In the coming days and weeks I will share with you my sexy writing adventure. This is something I’ve always thought about doing and then late last year I decided, what the heck, why not do it?

This is not some, I’m bored at home because of this whole virus thing, it’s something that has been in the works for a long time coming. Maybe a few of you have thought of embarking on a similar adventure and maybe these posts wil help or inspire you along the way.

For now, I won't worry if this sounds stupid or not, because I doubt anyone will read it for some time, if ever. So for now, it’s just me and the sounds of crickets chirping, but that’s okay because they always sound beautiful to me.

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