Whether you are a loyal friend who has followed this site from its start in 2007, or you picked up on the way, or if you have just stumbled across me in the past few days, you probably feel conned. At turinsblog’s commencement, the commitment was to post at least one a week. For about a year and a half, that has not been realized, especially in the last year or so.
That which has been posted has mainly been the occasional poem which is impressed upon my mind, or a piece which is rarely something to which I have committed a large amount of thought and time.
The reasons for this are varied, business being prevalent in the past few months, though not without a strong smattering of procrastination thrown in at times when this was no excuse.
At the worst, there has been the sneaking suspicion hat there aren’t really enough readers to justify the time it would take write anything “good”. This goes directly against this website’s should-be purpose, being, foremost, to help the author. Writing on here was a way in which I could keep myself accountable, as it were, in the practice of writing, with the hopes that by God’s grace I may be of some help to others.
To be succinct, any who are reading, I’m sorry.
I’ve no doubt lost a huge number of my original or peak following, but the fault is mine, not theirs.
I’m not out of ideas. I am planning, very soon, to pull the plug on some of my ideas and let them drain out of my mind and onto this site.
If I don’t do so soon, comment to prod me.