Heat warps the human being. It can buckles them, slows their step. Halts their ability to sleep. It shortens their fuse to only trigger finger fast reactions and causes a strange sort of cannibalistic pack mentality. Take the British, for the example. A country swarming with people who act as babbling thermometers. They wander into shops or homes or offices and declare ‘isn’t it hot?’ or ‘blimey, it’s freezing in here’. They check the weather reports like they’ve been handed the lottery results. These are people who, once gun ownership is made legal here, will spend their lunchtimes patrolling their offices and hunting down anyone who dared to fiddle with the air conditioning without first seeking their bloated, withholding say so.
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Welcome, dear reader, to my blog. That’s right, I have a blog now. Recently, I found myself suffering from blog envy and, as we all know, there’s only one cure for that. Get blogging. Whether anyone asked you to or not.
I can’t promise this is going to be a weekly thing. Or monthly. I guess that all depends on how well the writing is going and just how distracting the world beyond my keyboard becomes. I can’t promise it’ll be much more than me talking about myself either. There might be some book and film reviews of a sort in there. Or some hype and hope for the many talented people I’m lucky enough to know. Still, I’ll do my best to make this as interesting as I can and keep you posted on exactly where me and my brain are when it comes to co-existing on a daily basis and telling stories. I’ll try and make some good points along the way and be as open with you as I can. If I can do that, then I think we’re off to a good start.
Brace yourselves, people.