Prologue

Everyone always said I should start a blog, so here’s my start.

I never knew what I’d want to write about (consistently, anyway). If you’ve met me in real life you’ve naturally asked me, “What is it that I do?”  and I would stammer, “A writer! Well, um… not a writer, really. More so an author. I like stories, ya know?”

Fear had gripped me. There is an influx of information that it is impossible to keep up with. I mean, I’m sure you’ve read that sentence before in some context. What would make me stand out? What can I bring to the table?

I don’t have that answer yet, but my favorite realization is that I don’t need to know that in order to start. We’ll both find out along the way. (Which is another trite thing you’ve probably read before, but stick with me.) All I can guarantee is my own voice to come through which has been described as sarcastic, witty, and “no offense, pretty gay” on the phone by a “straight” guy who was sending me unsolicited dick pics.

What I do know as I start this, is that I am committed to writing as honestly, as funny, and as palatable as I can make it for the both of us.

That’s all.

– ZR