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Welcome aboard, to the ParkInkSpot. I’m your host, that guy up there in the Reclaiming Dave logo, and the designated primary whiner in this locality.

What needs to be reclaimed? Oh, my youth, several belt sizes, my sense of whimsy, direction. Simple stuff! Nothing to it! Just grow a pair, problem solved.

Hah, fooled you, this post is almost certain to be edited! As soon as I give birth to a brilliant direction for this Good Ship Blog to sail…

“Cap’n, she’s already leaking!”

Uh oh.

Re-write this first post. All righty then. (Check-mark one prediction made by that past me, edited=true! Two points!)

Welcome, readers. I’m Dave, and I guess I’m supposed to have learned something, over the last couple of months. I have,  but how many of them are Major Epiphanies, and how many are just Wisdom McNuggets?

Mostly, I’ve got more direction, and a better idea of what it is that this particular blog is intended to do. (For a good long while back there, in the earliest days, I was just flailing around waiting for a direction to aim at.)

But then I started writing fiction, and this blog became more aimed. I’ve also got a lot more practice at the non-fiction end, which (mostly) just consists of burping out whatever thoughts are in my head any particular morning. Some mornings, obviously, I’m much more interesting than others.

Barely controlled chaos is our official theme here at the ParkInkSpot!

We talk about whatever Daily Post wants us to, on any given morning. We talk about whatever chaos my brain feels like making up stories about, on other mornings.

I think we can forget about reclaiming anyone’s waistline. And that youth is long, long gone.

Sense of whimsy—oh yeah, I’ve still got that. Rolling in it, it drives the Chaos.

Sense of direction—well, we do seem to be sneaking up on one.

Grow a pair. Hmm, I’ll have to get back to you on that one.

The “author” pretension seems to have blossomed, a little bit. Watering that cute little sprout, as time goes by.

Anyway, thanks to my regulars, and any new readers. I do this stuff for you guys. Wish I had a closing Wisdom McNugget to pass along but would you settle for a Funny Cat Video?

Hey, look! Over there!

(Closing posts r hard, yo.)

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Now that you’ve got some blogging experience under your belt, re-write your very first post.

Revision Fail


Is caffeine really a Muse?

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?

This morning.

You see, the Daily Prompt can be the best of times. “Ooh, that triggered something I really, really want to write about.” And the words roll out and onto the screen without effort.

And it can be the worst of times. “Ugh, argh, I don’t want to write about that at all. What the hell am I going to post about today? Is this the one the breaks the ‘streak’?”

But usually (always, so far) after I sit and think for a while, I come up with some glimmer of the tiniest notion of an idea. Manic, I reach for the keyboard eagerly.

Not a very interesting glimmer, though (I tell myself) and then the gloomy-gus part of this roller coaster cycle sets it again.

Do all writers go through this sort of thing?

Ooh yeah, there’s an idea…but yuck, it isn’t a very good idea.

Its a symptom of a general lack of confidence, I suppose. I feel much better writing when I can see an angle, or a hook, or something concrete to work with.

Come sit in my lap, Thalia, and inspire me. Or even you, Melpomene.

Most mornings, I’ll accept a visit from any of you fine Muses. Even Caffeinenme, the Muse of Awakening, bless you.

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Yoda says, “Stop whining, you should.”