So, what if you started writing on your own, stopped, and then had to start again?
Welcome to my world. Or, welcome back.
Slapping words on paper, or a reasonable facsimile thereof, has been a part of my life since junior high (no middle school for me, folks!) and encouraged in my high school years to the point where I could make a little (very little, as it turns out) money at it.
But life changes. As do the words.
That’s the romantic version, in a nutshell. In reality, I didn’t renew my hosting fees and thought Facebook and Twitter rants would be enough. And, for someone used to slamming out 500-word epics on deadline, it’s not.
So, we’ll try to do these exercises in punctuation and grammar yet again. Maybe twice a week, depending on road conditions and how one drives.
One has to thank a couple of unfortunate events for this comeback tour.
On Feb. 14, 2018, the lives of students at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Fla., were forever changed after 14 of their classmates and three school staff members were killed in one of the deadliest mass shootings at an American school.
But, as Buddhist philosophy teaches, out of the mud grows the lotus.
The aftermath of this tragedy has inspired the survivors to take action, first with the #neveragain movement, which not only begat March for Our Lives, but a nationwide, summer-long effort to register teen and college-age voters.
Us older folks may be failing in our responsibility at leaving the next generation a better place than we inherited, but they are picking up the torch.
And, within the last couple of weeks, there was the shooting at the Capital Gazette of Annapolis, Md., that left five dead, including four employees in the newsroom.
But, as they say on Broadway, the show must go on. Or as Capital Gazette reporter Chase Cook tweeted, “We are putting out a damn paper tomorrow.”
And they did.
Such dedication to causes has to be admired. And their inspiration turned into action.
So, we will resume these little essays on whatever and wherever my whims take me, be it President Trump, the state of the Giants and Warriors or life in the 2010s. And we hope to have a little fun doing it, because there’s not any cash in it.
Hope you enjoy. I know I will.