I’ve got a big-ass Word document saved on my laptop which contains just about every bylined story and column I wrote for The Republic from August 2001 through June 2009. Word tells me that document consists of 278,938 words, some of which are headlines, subheads and bylines. Not included are the countless “staff reports” I wrote up during that span.
That doesn’t include the articles I wrote for The Jackson County Banner, The Bloomfield Evening World, The Associated Press, The Shelbyville News, The Terre Haute Tribune-Star and The Post-Tribune of Northwest Indiana.
So, yeah, I’m a writer, a prolific, published writer. Just not in quite the form I thought I would be when I told myself years ago that I wanted to be a writer when I grew up.
Some years back, at the dawn of social media when MySpace was a thing, I reconnected with an old friend who noted he was surprised that I didn’t have a blog. I suppose at the time I thought it would be a waste of time; if I’m going to write, I should find some way to get paid for it, right?
When I started this website back in 2010, I did so with the intent that it would primarily be an online portfolio of my work — after all, I was looking for a full-time job at the time.
Over time, though, it’s dawned on me that I’ve got a platform here to write about damn near anything I want to, in any form I want to—within reason, of course. Don’t want to jeopardize the full-time job I have now.
So if I want to write a short story or share a piece of a longer work of fiction, I can do that. Write an essay about something, blog my football picks or lament my fantasy football woes, I’ve got the forum.
So with that said, look for some new things here—in a few weeks, got a vacation to get out of the way first. Hopefully you’ll read something here that brings you back.