Writing with a Purpose

Pry open the skull of anyone who has spent a lifetime writing for hire, as I have, and inside you’ll find an infinite jumble of half-written creative pieces that would look like “magnetic poetry” on steroids if they could be attached somehow to a gigantic cosmic refrigerator.

A journal is one way to capture, contain, and compartmentalize all those ideas. And believe me, I have stacks of wire-o notebooks shoved into file drawers. But there comes a time when (unless you’re Jack Kerouac or James Joyce) the stream-of-consciousness brain dump leaves you with nothing but a chaotic Everest (or K2) of paper (dare I call it clutter?). Time to turn over a new leaf. Time to approach my creative work the way I always approached my professional writing. With an audience in mind. With a purpose. You be the audience. This is my purpose: to express my ideas one by one. With clarity. And without clutter. My goal: Each day, if I’m not working on one of my books … that (I hope) will be worth money, I’ll write something for myself (and for visitors to this page)… that (I hope) is worthwhile.

And in case you’re wondering why there is an image of a U.S. Navy blimp on my Home Page, it’s because my wonderful Uncle Joe served in the Navy from 1940-1946. Three of those years he was a lighter-air sailor in Blimp Hedron #1. A book about his exploits is in the works!