What aspiring writer doesn’t have a blog these days? That would be me, until about two hours ago. I’ve always written off blogs as self-important rants that no one except the blogger cares about. However, I’ve finally accepted that I’ve been dying to join the ranks of young, self-important, aspiring writers everywhere blogging their asses off.
So here I am. I’ve been thinking about starting this for a while, but it took seeing my friend Beth’s blog to finally do it. (Thanks, Beth! And I swear I didn't mean to inadvertently call your blogging self-important!)
Maybe I’ll be the only person to read this. But who knows.
But I’m writing. And that’s what’s important, self-important though it may be. I’d been hoping to come up with some kind of theme before I started a blog—something to give it some sense of significance—but I haven’t nailed that down yet. So for now, I’ll focus on me: what interests me, what pisses me off, what makes me laugh. All this as I “chase my rainbow,” the name of this blog.
If you do read my blog, I hope you enjoy it. Right now, it’s essentially my writing exercise, posted online for everyone and no one to see.