Yikes....late for work

I forgot how much I truly enjoy writing; I imagine having a new job may be the overriding reason for not writing much anymore. That or I just got lazy.

Perhaps there are different addictions in this life and not are all that socially unacceptable as drugs and alcohol abuse. I often wonder about what has been my biggest addiction and trust me when I say I have taken a serious non-amateur approach to most. In the end I have always been addicted to work even though it long ago lost any faint luster or thrill. It just ends up being a job I do for money. Prostitution takes a lot of odd little forms.

I wonder how many folks actually read this without a prompting from an email or a phone call that asks “have you read the Whiner lately”. It makes me wonder if this is the best format or the one I have merely grown comfortable with? I had an agent once but for reasons only known to him it went south quickly.

I hope to keep writing this time and perhaps find a job that allows me to do this. All suggestions are welcome since I am clueless and inherently lazy in that aspect.

Subjects I wish to cover span the gambit from Oprah’s choice for prez to the mundane wondering about life as a 50 plus member of society.