Setting the Stage
“Are we not like two volumes of one book?”
~Marceline Desbordes
Hello, everyone.
Happy Monday.
This blog was born in a blended broth of belief and bravado. I told no one of the undertaking, save Daisy and a family friend.
Mom, Dad, and KittyTown were gathered in the hug on my second Monday.
I expected to be lonely, at least for a while, but I wasn’t, ever or at all.
I knew I would speak, and hoped I’d be heard, but never presumed to be passing words like pastries across a table, toward every other page in the atlas.
Blogging has been anything but hermetic. For that I’m thankful. Maintaining a blog has been like building a talk show (albeit much smaller), where every audience member is afforded equal and instant voice .
There are no phone lines to light, or commercial breaks to pause thought in the white space of the blogosphere.
A blog is not a diary. It’s an alliance between reader and author.
In the fullest relationships, both parties feel as though they’re standing at the best end of the bond. Yet no relationship can achieve such sure footing without clear, consistent, and honest communication.
So goes this week’s discussion.
I’m penning this post in Pages, Apple’s answer to MS Word; the icon, a svelte fountain pen, inclined against a bottle of ink. I’ve always used WordPress to write for Writer Dad, never Pages. Pages is the suite where I edit my novel, or write letters to my wife and children. It’s where I scribed our farewell, and where I’m writing the words you’re reading right now.
What rendered these words significant?
I’m laying foundation we’ll be walking a while. Of course, this blog is enslaved to evolution no different than anything else, but I believe it is time to place the planks of the floor where we will dance.
Penning our pre-school’s adieu was liberating. I felt like it kicked down all the doors inside an empty mansion. I enjoyed being Writer Dad, a lot, but it’s nothing compared to being Sean Platt, Writer Dad.
Now I can sing with all of my voice.
I’m not afraid to try new things (except sushi), and am certainly willing to pioneer, especially while the frontier’s fresh.
The internet is gridlocked in repetition. I’d like to ponder a model that, to my knowledge, doesn’t exist.
Over the next few days, I’ll discuss why Writer Dad doesn’t display paid ads, and why it likely never will. We’ll further discuss the new Renaissance, and writing for SEO and keywords. I’ll elaborate on WeeBooks, ask some questions, and hopefully make you smile.
I’ll smear my ideas across the week. On Friday, a surprise.
My favorite so far.
More than ever, I’d love to swap thoughts as the cement dries around our blog’s identity. Please, for the next five days, ask questions, link, and stumble as much as you’re willing and able.
Thanks.
Writer Dad
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Hi, I'm Sean Platt - author, father, and Creative Director at Rev Media Marketing. Writer Dad is my life as it unfolds. This chapter of my journey began two years back when I 




