Wattpad for Atwood, Wattpad for Me

If Wattpad, “the world's largest community for discovering and sharing stories,” is good enough for Margaret Atwood, then it’s good enough for me. So, I’m giving it a whirl, beginning with three pieces that are either no longer available online or never were online in the first place.

Here’s a link and a synopsis for all three:

  • “All the Roads, Well Traveled or Not.” Michael Silver and his girlfriend Jenna Worthing are on the way back from a camping trip in New Hampshire when it strikes him that this, right here, is the moment he’s been waiting for. But which of the couples he’s thinking of right now will they turn out like? Which path will they choose as their own?
  • “Too Much Fabric, Too Much Color.” Rory’s father sits in her old room, contemplating a bikini bottom he’s found and wondering if it belonged to Rory or one of the dozens of girlfriends she brought up there over the years. What he does with it next will depend on the answer.
  • “How to Make the Pieces Fit.” A man on a subway train in Boston, Massachusetts is dreaming the dreams of others, the words “mentally emaciated” repeating in his head as he watches a conversation between a dentist and a girl who may or may not be lovers.

I am fully aware that Wattpad is probably not meant for someone my age writing the stuff that I’m writing, but it looks interesting and these orphaned stories need a home. So, why not?

Revisiting the Script

It’s been a couple of months since I looked at the script to The Temptresses—I probably haven’t touched it since I pitched it to the Players’ Ring back in February—but I opened it up today so I could send a copy off to an actor for consideration. It’s always a dangerous thing for a writer to return to something after so long, but I think I still like it.

This also gives me the opportunity to say that I’m back on Instagram after a long absence. Hey, it’s where all the kids are sharing their photos now, so why not?

Fresh

I don’t crave having that site be the forum for where I put my thoughts. Here’s a funny trick for finding where people want to do stuff: it’s where they’re doing it.

—Merlin Mann, “Beagle Removal Service.”

I used to have this line in my bio that I was really proud of, something about how I’ve been blogging since 1999. But here’s the thing: who gives a shit?

I haven’t enjoyed blogging in a good goddamned while, and you could tell, couldn’t you? If you really wanted me—the real me, not some manufactured personal brand I was wearing like a cheap Halloween mask—you found it on Twitter or Facebook or maybe even Tumblr.

So, frak my mission to bring back online all of my blogs of the past. And to hell with this “voice” I’ve been trying to develop here. I’m taking advantage of how easy Squarespace makes it to start over and I’m beginning anew.

Let’s have some fun, huh?