Throw Some Paint at the Wall

I’ve been way too careful about my writing.

I don’t put anything up until I’ve really had time to think about it, rethink it, and then rewrite it. Rewrite many times. But enough of that. That means that I rarely post.

I post for whomever may show up at the game, but I mainly just post for myself.

I mainly post for myself, but I keep my children in mind. Would I want them to read this now? In 5 years? In 10? After I’m dust and ashes? The world is not going to remember me. I may have grandchildren, but I was so old (41 for the first) when I had kids that it’s entirely possible that I won’t live to see them. It’s even more likely that they won’t remember me. I tell my children about my grandparents, but I don’t think that much of it will stick. They both had a chance to meet my Grandma Ida, but Jolee doesn’t remember her, and Sam has just impressions. Fortunately, they know all four of their grandparents. But the inter-generational time expands, and we lose touch. It’s not like it’s easy to get records, either. One grandfather’s name can be found on a ship’s manifest at For the other grandfather there is one that is similar but doesn’t quite meet the criteria. The grandmothers were born here, their fathers were not.

levoca slovakia
Levoča, Slovakia, formerly Löcse, Hungary. I wonder if it was all that scenic to my greatgrandfather. 

Anyway, I still need to write, and so I will just toss this stuff out and see what happens.

Sorry if I bored you, better stuff coming.





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