No Direction Home

So in typical Dan fashion, I hadn’t really thought too much about this format, and what is should be. Despite my maniacial need for information and fervent devotion to READING overall, I’ve never spent much time exploring blogs (or podcasts, for that matter) partly because of my silly technological anxiety stemming from my caveman-like working knowledge regarding computer use. But anyway – I guess I’m looking for a little guidance, some helpful input, if you will. Many of you are seriously avid readers, and even some fellow writers as well, and I want to lean on you for your opinions.

Should I try and center this blog on a general topic? Or can it vary depending on my mood and interests? As a generalist, I have an enormous attachment and fascination with any number of subjects, and while I often assume the mantle of a know-it-all, I am far from an expert on anything.

SO…

My initial thoughts are to use this as a baseline communique and rant, a dual dose of Dan, to try and not only cover all of the bases personally but hopefully, somewhat intellectually, or at the very least laced with some humor and attraction. I also really want to write this cold, without much planning and over-thinking, just to get whatever it is I have that day out there. If I’m really lucky something substantive and/or promising will emerge from this ramshackle shot in the dark that I can build on and transform it into something I can monetize; News Flash, I’ve wasted a lot of time on posts that could have been worked on and polished and published SOMEWHERE, and after the GREAT DEBACLE of 2017 when I lost almost all of my Life’s Work, I need to capitalize on this, the only inherent and undeniable gift that I have, this genetically-predisposed love of and facility for words, the willingness and energy to engage on the page, online and in person, to swim in the sea of language and words and all of the abundant differences and possibilities that true conversation and back and forth provides, and hopefully, one day, to an actual fucking physical goddamn BOOK, proof that there is something of value in this damaged, Where’s Dan? head of mine, despite the penchant for Self Destruction, hardcore laziness and a veritable smorgasbord of depression and lack of common sense.

Comments are indeed welcome, and most helpful. But if not, perhaps you’ll at least read whatecer this becomes.

SLAINTE!