About

You came here to find out more about me. I wish I could help, I really do. Though I’ve written perhaps hundreds in my lifetime, bios and “about me” sections continue to vex me. Burdened by marketing shoulds, shouldn’ts, do-es and don’ts, they present such a faint echo of a person, someone I don’t even recognize. Each carefully crafted line and strategically articulated accomplishments pulls us further from the truth of it, of any of it.

But reputation management is simply how you play the game. How well you manage your reputation in any given space determines the degree to which you can achieve success, yes?

I should tell you where I’ve come from, what I’ve done, give you as many reasons to stick around as I can find. But you and I both know that the game is rigged. The algorithms favor the material and the surface and the trending topics of the day.

And really…I don’t know…I’m not sure where this is going.

I appreciate your visit, and that you’ve taken the time to read this far. Perhaps, in the pages that follow, you and I can discover something together, something that lies between the material and the known. I like those spaces–unknown unknowns. If you would like to know about those too, then come. I don’t know where I’m going, but I sense it could be interesting.

17 thoughts on “About

  1. there is always that moment…you’re feeling clever, you’re finally getting words on paper, and then I reread it and hate it…HATE it. If I was doing it the old fashioned way, it would be the crumpling it up and throwing it in the corner stage. Luckily, I have yet to throw the lap top into the corner so I edit, edit and edit some more. Nice to know I’m not alone in the trenches

    1. Yes, very nice to know we’re not alone. And I know the feeling of wanting to crumple the computer up and throw it in the fire, abandoning all hope of a writing career. What am I thinking?

  2. I completely agree! After my first post I felt like I might as well have run naked through the streets! 🙂 But look at us now, overcoming that fear! I think we could be friends! 🙂

  3. I just read your post about your father and am choked up. I lost my father 30 years ago, but I can still picture him when he died. As you say, you instinctively know that they are no longer there, the person you knew has gone elsewhere. Thank you. It was a privilege to read.

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