“I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.”
~Abraham Lincoln
Best. Vacation. Ever. I am now well rested and ready for ’09.
I hope everyone had a wonderful vacation. Again, my thanks for all the well wishes over the last two weeks. It was an unexpected aggregate of kindness.
For the past three months, I’ve been collaborating with Eric Hamm of “Motivate Thyself.” Even if nothing more than a single email traded, collaboration has been a daily constant. Our exchanges have amounted to many piles on the drawing board, the first now ready to lose its veil. We’ve teased this project for a month, all the while working to make it unique.
A year ago, I had no idea I would ever blog; the word still funny when I’d only been writing a half handful of months. Cut to early summer and I traded most of my offline reading in favor of new, exciting online authors and I started to toy with the idea of building a blog of my own.
By the end of summer, my whys had turned into why nots. Writer Dad was born.
The last half year has flown by; never before have I lost my minutes to months with such speed. I drew a lot of lessons in that short time and have a clear understanding of what I want in this new year. Much of what I’ve found about blogging along the way has been shared in these pages. Now, however, I feel as though those lessons feel somehow out of place, perhaps impeding the most natural direction for my first online home.
Eric and I are sharing office space at the Blogopolis Blueprint, the website we’ve spent the last two months building. Since I would like you to click over and check out my goofy mug in motion, I won’t be redundant.
I will say our site aims to be far more than just another blog about blogging. We learn from experience and share what we’ve learned through a well articulated stream of writing and video.
No one could have seen this coming, the year that just whizzed by me. This year promises just as many surprises. My first ’09 adventure starts here, at the Blogopolis Blueprint.
Be there from the beginning.
