Confessions

I’ve never liked the idea of writing for only myself. As a person who hopes to be a writer (sometimes even claims to be one!) it seems seditious for me to have anything worth writing that I’m not going to tell the world. Of course, that’s silly. Such things exist —you likely won’t hear about my sexual exploits, or any substance proclivities or legal troubles I might have. Not from me, anyway.

Nonetheless, I still hold onto the warm-and-fuzzy ideal that in the sacred bond between writer and reader there should be no secrets, no facts withheld, or no relevant ones anyhow. So the idea is to stash here my stock of guilty secrets and grating little foibles — to wit, my identity — in full view of anyone willing to look for it, on a platform meant to encourage publicity and the sharing of information.

So if you’re curious enough to have found me here (and to have read this far — thanks!) I suppose I’ll divulge the ultimate reason you’re reading this little spiel. In a word: egotism. In fact, I might finger that word as a defining theme of this humble little corner of the Internet.

I write, you can see, to be read. Eventually, maybe, by someone, somewhere, perhaps. I write for that possibility. I spew words and hope they meet paydirt, so I will have planted a tiny flag on the intellectual territory of someone else’s brain.

There it is. I write because I am at heart a selfish being. With that confession I hope to force myself — by necessitating equivocation — to issue more and more damning admissions of my ungodly compulsions; to unburden them here, before the very people who can condemn me to obscurity by turning their faces in dissaproval; to hopefully turn weakness into strength by peeling guilt and stigma away from experience and identity.

I don’t like to promise much. “Under-promise and over-deliver,” someone once told me. But I think I’ll be back here, whenever I think of a confession sanitary enough for the web but too pointless for any venue but this free piece of Internet real-estate.

Thank you, ether, for listening.