First times a charm

I think beginnings are grand. They symbolize newness and altruism. Stuff that will come after the things that came before. They also signal endings and so in a way this new blog is the end of the fetid banality of my former life. Now I am reborn an artist. A writer. An author. I feel that my life's work has begun. Pretentious as that may sound its true. From the time of my seventh or eighth year I was writing stories usually on my mother's old typewriter held over from the Byzantine! My stories of monsters and natural disasters (I was a wild Irwin Allen fan). So now a mere quarter century later I am embarking on a new trail. Hopefully it will be a great one. I think it will.