Or well, I used to. I stumbled across some of my old notebooks from my youth and was astonished at some of my more “colorful” works and I had to ask myself…how come I don’t write anymore? I remember journaling just about every day - sometimes multiple times throughout the day detailing all the events that ocurred, with whom, and how I felt about it. I wrote stories of love and romance (although I don’t really enjoy reading the stuff… I am a die hard romantic), I wrote tales of teen ridicule, poetry, horror stories and just plain strange stuff (alien abductions and that lot…). But, here of late, it’s all stopped - now all I find myself writing is XHTML and CSS code with some PHP hackery here and there.

Well, it has to end somewhere, or rather, start again somewhere… and hopefully this blog will prove to be the beginning of my writing again - simply writing for pleasure in words that most of the english speaking world can understand without having to “validate” first.

Of course, I’ll be regularly updating my “poems & stories” section with the writings from my youth (some of which has been published) and hopefully my more recently inspired musings…

P.S. my definition of regularly is whenever I feel like it