A restart in Book Two

I used to write here. I used to write on Open Diary. I even used to write on Diaryland. But that was a long, long time ago. That must have been 1999 or perhaps even 1998. Funny how time flies.

I left Diaryland for a better option - Open Diary.

I left Open Diary for Facebook. That was a mistake.

I left Facebook for blogging. That ran its course. I’ve started and written into so many blogs, more than half a dozen.

And then I found ProseBox. And I really liked it. I wrote here for five years. (I wrote on Open Diary for eight years. Back then I was Smiling Jack Chance. I cringe at the memory.)

But then I left Prosebox for YouTube and that was, and still is, pretty good. I have a daily video blog that gets me out of the house for a ten minute walk and talk. Just like listening to podcasts is different than listening to music, both have their pros and cons.

But they are not the same. Talking to a camera and writing into a site like this are both rewarding, but in different ways. Writing is more reflective. It takes more time.

So, this morning I looked around to see if I could find a site better than this one and I couldn’t so I am back, but back with a different goal.

Truth is, I wasn’t trying to connect with others when I was here before. I was just writing for myself. Writing for yourself is actually the best reason to write - to put it down on paper, to figure things out.

Also, a lot has changed since I gave up writing on this site. It’s a different world now and I’m a different person.

My goal is to connect to others here and establish friendships. That sounds like a such a cold and calculated thought when put that way. But I really enjoyed the early days at Open Diary and I hope I can find that feeling again here.

I am hoping to connect, rather than broadcast. I want to share thoughts and feelings. I am going to share thoughts and feelings and read and react to those of others.
Let’s see how this goes.