Who Reads Anything That I Write, and Does it Really Matter?

Blogs, business, fiction — who reads what I write, and does it matter?

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First and foremost, I’m a storyteller.

During the 50 years I’ve lived in this meat suit and engaged with what life has to offer, I’ve had some amazing experiences. And that includes both good and bad.

I’ve had great and awful relationships; good, great, and horrific jobs; visited 43 of 50 US states, multiple parts of Canada, and Mexico; I’ve seen unbelievable beauty, heard amazing music, tasted delicious food, and experienced tons of other incredible sensory inputs; I’ve broken bones, been hit by a car crossing a street, been through PT, OT, and psychotherapy; I’ve laughed, cried, loved, and hated; and through it all, I’ve developed lots of stories to tell — many of which can be opened with, “No shit, there I was.”

I share my stories with friends both old and new. Sometimes, I write them and share them on a blog.

Overall, I love having stories to tell to simply entertain, or to enlighten, educate, help, or do anything to do good for others on any level that I can.

I write fiction because there are worlds in my head that desire to get out of my head. Imaginative realms, fascinating characters, and…