Writing a BLOG is a new experience and one that I do not do often enough. The truth be told, I am not attempting to establish myself as a Blogger.
I have titled my BLOG, The Cotton Chronicles, and given it the tagline- the occasional musings of an itinerant seanchaí polishing his craft online.
Musings of an itinerant seanchaí because I have traveled from place to place throughout my life and have developed a strong sense of Mono no aware(物の哀れ), literally “the pathos of things” (also translated as “an empathy toward things”, or “a sensitivity to ephemera”) is a Japanese term for the awareness of impermanence (無常 mujō), or transience of things, and both a transient gentle sadness (or wistfulness) at their passing as well as a longer, deeper gentle sadness about this state being the reality of life. And, seanchaí in honor of my pure Celtic/Irish DNA and traditional Irish storytellers. Storytelling was one of the main forms of fireside entertainment among ordinary Irish folk and the storyteller was held in high esteem by the ordinary Irish who revered and cultivated story and song as their principal means of artistic expression.
I assume that those who follow me must have some interest in things I post even though most of my postings have dealt with my Cotton ancestors. The original goal of my blog was to share the trials and frustrations I encounter attempting to write and publish. However, by sharing these frustrations entails reliving them and why would anyone want to do that!
I have thought about setting a goal of writing at least one blog post a month. But somehow, this seems too artificial. So it looks like my blog will grow in a more spontaneous and organic way and I will post when inspired or feel that I have something I want to say. After all, I really have nothing to prove. My writing is what it is and progresses slowly and painfully. And, the only thing I know for certain is that I must stick with it if I am ever going to finish a book or two. It is such a solitary activity that there is little to share and once I finish a book, it will stand on its own with no need for any commentary from me. For now, I must just keep plugging away in hopes of reaching that point.
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