A lifetime looking out to sea. It's time to look behind you, Liberty.
Hello and good day, reader.|
It has been awhile since I've darkened this page. In the meantime, I've been up to more literary nonsense than I can shake a stick at. I can't say that it feels good to be back (mostly because writing takes time, and time is something I haven't got in great surplus.)
But what I do have is a great itch to speak my mind, and itches need to be scratched.
The literary nonsense spoken of above, has to do with emptying out libraries of more stuff than I can readily read. The reason for that is boundless curiosity. Curiosity about many things that are boggling many minds - especially critical minds that don't 'mind' stretching now and then. Sort of like old cardigan sweaters, which after 10 or so years of hard wearing, kind of change shape to adapt and adjust to the wearer.
The main topic that I'm going to start with, in launching this experiment - is the issue of freedom of speech. Freedom of expression.
What does that freedom mean, to a writer? Is its opposite merely censorship?
A socially conscientious writer would no doubt have at least some concerns about appropriate evaluation of ethical choice. Thankfully, our world is still chock full of endless examples of this. Journalism, good literature (and even much of what isn't such good literature.)
My apologies if it takes me a little while to really get up a head of steam and get going. The driving wheels have gathered a bit of rust.
But there's still a lot of fuel in the tank, and I believe the fun is in the journey.
I can sort of deliver beforehand, a mission statement, of sorts. I have a head full of issues, outrage, astonishment and quandary. I mean to sort through it in print and see if I can make some sense out of it. If it suits you, you're welcome along on the ride. Otherwise, I'll be talking to myself (and I'm fast approaching the age where I can do that and get away with it, without some fool or other concluding that I'm off my meds.)
I was never on meds, in the first place. But that's only a very small part of the story. Hold tight - I'll be back in a bit.
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