Gradually, over the last several months, my emphasis in Writing.Com has begun to morph. Actually, it has morphed back towards where it was when I first joined the community. I have become more inclined to write short stories and less inclined to create blog entries. I have always been somewhat sporadic in my entries in my blog, but recently I have succumbed to one or two entries per month. Much less than the once a day entry I had at my zenith in my blogging effort.

Now, that is neither a good thing nor a bad thing. It’s just the way it is. I decided that I needed to do two things. First, I realized I must spend less time in the realm of the Internet. I needed to walk the real world a little more each day. This stuff can be addicting. And like any addiction it can be harmful. To me it detracted from my work. I work at home. There is some small degree of discipline required to do that and be productive. The bottom line is that if one does not attend to his vocational activities, one does not eat and live the life of luxury enjoyed by those who do. I was getting hungry.

Secondly, I joined this site as an outlet for my desire to produce creative fiction writing. I love to write short stories. Writing.Com provided an outlet for creative expression of that effort. Of all the sites I have visited, only this site has consistently provided the level of professionalism and focus on writing for which I was searching. In this community, I have opportunity to display my work and receive critical and helpful reviews of that work. Everywhere else I have been provides significant opportunity to commune, and is little more than a forum for discussion and occasionally outright gossip. If one wishes to do that in this community, you can. But, the opportunity to focus solely on writing is available for each member of Writing.Com. You truly make it what you want it to be. Therefore, I determined I needed to morph away from the blogging effort and back to writing.

Since I have changed my focus I notice the logical results of my new efforts. First, I am once again gainfully employed, which means I am making money, chugging along the road towards retirement. Secondly, my portfolio of short stories is once again expanding. I have rekindled the excitement of creating fiction. One of those efforts has been fueled by a comment provided by Scarlett , who suggested I write a monthly addition to my Spam Hummer series. I have taken her up on that and have finished the one for November, with its Thanksgiving emphasis. "A Case of Black and White"  (I leave this shameless plug here for you to rush off and read my latest offering.) I still don’t know what I will do with all these stories, which are steadily growing. I suppose I will self-publish a compilation of all my short stories in two volumes. One for the generic short story and the other for the Spam Hummer series. Why not?

Anyway for those of you who may be wondering to where in the world PlannerDan has disappeared—those one or two--I have returned to writing at the expense of the blog. I will wander back occasionally to these pages to post an occasional entry, just to let you know I am still among the land of the living--until then, good writing and good fortune to each of you.