Five years ago today I took the advice of a friend
who one day off-handedly said, “You ought to start a blog.” Setting up the blog
was so simple I had done it before I realized it. A few key strokes, and there it was: I was “on-line."
When some folks retire, they say they experience a void
and do not know what to do with their lives. Writing essays for Reading the
Short Story has solved that potential problem for me. I continue to do
everything I did during the forty years of teaching at University. I read, I
study, I think, I write, I communicate with others.
Although I do miss the personal contact with
students, I have no desire to impose the image of my aging body on their consciousness
and resist the temptation to go back into the classroom. My mind, which, so far, refuses to age, (I
hope) is always what I had to offer.
In my first blog, I said that I have been called the
short story’s most enthusiastic cheerleader. I can ask no more than to remain a
spokesman for the form.
I offer my gratitude to all those who have read my
essays these past five years. I hope to
make it worth their while to continue reading them. I have no intention to cease.
4 comments:
Well, congrats. Keep up the good work. We're reading season stuff now, and we're grateful.
Congratulions. This is by far one of my favorite blogs.
Thanks for keeping going and keeping me going!
We, your readers, are the ones to be grateful! Thank you.
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