Hello, Whoever You Are,
This is my first post. I'm a confirmed Luddite who keeps getting dragged further and deeper into the jungles of internet. I have no idea what I'm going to post. I have a blog because my daughter says I must, and what she says, goes.
Actually, I do know what I'm going to post: writings and poems from my "classic years" (I'm like an aging rock-and-roller). What else am I going to do with them? keep them in the keepsake box until my no-nonsense executor kids on bereavement leave throw them away with the rest of my tenderly preserved effects? If I've saved them I must want to do something with them. It makes me sad to think of them in a 50-gallon garbage bin rolled to the curb.
I've also had a idea kicking around for a column for, oh, XX years. I often thought of submitting the idea to Vogue, because it's so stuck-up and snotty and so is my idea, but I'm too lazy. It will be easier just to blog it. But if you ever see it in Vogue, they stole it from my blog. No one would have thought of it but me. (Hint: Sei Shonagon)
I think I'll also scan in some pictures I've drawn. Again, what better fate could they have, now that I have this outlet for my ego AND my id?
Shannon
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