Bruce Gerencser, shore of Lake Erie, 2014
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Four and a half months ago, primarily due to health problems, I stopped writing. Since then, outside of a couple of letters to the editor, I haven’t written a word about anything. Needless to say, my word cache is ready to explode.
My health has not changed. In fact, my health is worse than it was in August when I stopped blogging. It seems that whether I write or don’t write, the one constant in my life is my health.
As I ponder firing up the Bruce Gerencser writing machine, I ask myself, what do I want to do differently? Here’s what I have decided to do:
- I intend to focus on local/state/federal politics, religion, mental health issues, and photography.
- I intend to write original content.
- I intend to write my book one post at a time. When finished, if there is enough interest, I will have it published.
Here’s what I have decided not to do:
- Use social media. I will rely on readers to publicize my writing if they wish to do so.
- Accept guest posts. This is no reflection on the wonderful people who have written for me in the past. My goal is to focus on my writing. As always, my writing will be freely available to anyone who wants to use it. (with proper attribution)
- Write about my family. Outside of their appearance in my book posts, I will not be mentioning my wife, children, grandchildren, or siblings on this blog. They have a right to privacy and I intend to protect that right.
- Invest significant time in comment section discussions/debates or contact form replies. The comment section is me asking the reader, what do you think? I hope you will tell me what you think. I may respond from time to time, but don’t count on it.
I am sure there will be those who think I am a nut job, a mentally ill Evangelical preacher turned atheist. Those who know me well already know that I am a little off upstairs. As a reader of my blog, you voluntarily jump on the Bruce Gerencser crazy train. I am glad you have decided to come along for the ride, whether this is your first trip, your fourth, or your fifth. I can’t promise you anything other than it will be fun while the train wildly careens down the track.
Thank you for riding.