Now what...

This must happen to everyone now and then. You go out and do a little research, find a nice place to host your web log, make a couple of posts and *BANG* you suddenly can’t think of a think to write about. I have been trying to figure out what people would like to read about. Should I be topical? Should I be political? Should I be a sexist bastard? Perhaps just a bastard? Then it donned on me. I am not really writing this for “people.” I am writing this for me. Now you may be asking the same thing that I asked myself. Why online, why not in a journal on the bedside table? Why expose yourself to the flotsam of the internet. Feedback I think. Yep, feedback would have to be it. Putting pen to paper is most satisfying I will admit, however, not a lot of people read your personal journal, unless you are famous and dead, and then its too late for feedback. I guess I am one of those people who like feedback. I think it helps to me to question me. Often times when I get feedback, criticism, call it what you will, I look to myself and say, ‘Did I really say that, and did I mean it the way I said it? Do I really care how this person feels? Did it evoke the reaction that I wanted? If not, what went wrong?’

 

So, I think if you do stop by and read my posts and decide to stop back again, you will find whatever happens to be floating around in my head. I may post about my kids, or my wife, or my life in general, or something that I feel strongly about. And my wife will tell you that when I feel strongly about something that I can be a bit preachy, hence ‘Reverend Mo.’

 

Now it is late, so go to bed! You have an early day tomorrow! May it be filled with adventure.

 

Mo