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I look at the add video component just to the right and I am thinking that maybe I should do just that, as so far, my words are attracting no interest...like it seems ever elsewhere online, which as I've stated elsewhere, though not necessarily here, isn't good for a writer.

And I have started uploading videos on youtube, on a weekly basis, in the form of a show, where I'll read my writing, be it story or journal, or interview whomever, be they musicians who'll also play a song or heck, whoever I can get to agree to to talk to me...for my youtube show.

I can imagine the conversation going something like this..."Oh really, on youtube eh? So you don't actually work for anyone, this is your own little thing? And what is it you do for a living anyway? Oh, well, it sounds interesting, but I really don't have the time right now, my people will call you if my schedule clears up okay? Thanks and have a nice day."

I sound down on myself, but that is a very possible possibility sadly. Like, it kind of sucks to be me. But I carry on with my belief in myself, knowing this, in particular is a good idea.

Anyway, it's getting on, though I still have plenty of time in which to stay and write...I just choose to go elsewhere and do a bit.

Is that wrong of me?


Charles Petrie

Hmm, Am I Really?

I'm not sure of that title, but when I blog, the title need not have anything to do with what is in the body itself. So..I will continue.

And right about now, I could go away, feeling I'd written enough, even though I haven't said anything of consequence. Not that blogging is always of consequence. So...I continue some more.

Yeah, this particular posting isn't going anywhere. Much like my life to date perhaps? Again, I continue on.

But, seeing as I have not impacted anyone here yet, does it matter if I write anything of consequence? Can't I just satisfy my own wish to keep ever sharp with ever more writing? Yes.

And yes, I am continuing, but I don't feel the need to use the continuing line.

Except, that was the whole paragraph, wasn't it? What good is that? And so dear readers who've yet to read my work, this is sometimes me. Just meandering along. I do better work when I write stories than when I write my journals such as this. And the poetry is better too.

All that being said, what have I said? Not too much. maybe I should stop now. And think on things some more tomorrow eh? Maybe that is what I'll do.

Next when.


Charles Petrie

Was ? What Yesterday Blogged I About It

Oh, the title isn't that hard to rearrange. You can figure it out. I know you're smart enough. After all, you saw my first posting and knew right away that I was a good and worthy addition to your online reading. Well, I can hope that is the case for a couple of people at least. I surely won't know unless until.

There, this feels like better writing than what I posted in the second posting I made today, this being my third. Maybe it's just the newness of this site, which will wear off and then I'll feel the same as I do about my other wheres. lest I get some replies, that well might be the case. Oh well...not. I am a writer as you no doubt recall(Maybe recall), if you read my first post here. Going comment free is no good way for a writer.

Okay, okay I won't dawdle here, I still have my graphic novel to work on and I'd like to get that done before I hit forty, which will happen in 2011. That's really not that far away. It is an "important" story about suicide.

Well, maybe this entry is a little short, but I feel I've done enough here, so until next when, I am signing out. Be well.


Charles Petrie

First Steps

These are not my first steps, they are merely my first steps here, on this particular road, by this certain slice of me. Now if any of that makes sense to you, you are wiser than me. But then, I figure many people are wiser than me. Not that I am not at all wise, it is just that my wisdom is easily not, far too often. But still I persevere.

In short, this is not the first blog I have come to maintain, it is my seventh. Though I could have stopped at a smaller number, I haven't and one day may even add more, I yet don't know. Only time will tell and it doesn't tell everything all at once.

I'm a writer by the way, not merely of blogs, but like I intend to make a living at it one day. I've started to sell my stuff, but I am far from making a living at it which is not a happy statement to be making at the not so tender age of 36. But such it is.

I hope you find my work here agreeable to your eyes and even go to look at my other wheres until you finally come to want to buy my work, which is available through me, to one day be available more easily.

But all that will come. For now, I am happy with what I have written here, today and still have one more writing to do and maybe some hanging out before I send myself to my bed.

Peace and wellness to you, stop by whenever you want. I'll be around.


Charles Petrie