By Jim Hagarty
Two months ago today I started this blog, Lifetime Sentences. There will be a parade in your town this afternoon.
As a writer, I should be able to easily describe how I have found the blogging experience so far, but it isn’t that simple. It seems to be part job, part game. There isn’t much I can compare it to. Playing in the traffic on a busy highway, maybe?
Each day, when I get out of bed, the blog sits waiting. Only embers burning now in the fireplace. It awaits new material to combust.
So, I sit down at the keyboard and try to find a few more blogs for the fire.
The biggest thing I notice is how fast the fuel gets eaten up before more is needed. My big worry is one day I will go to the woodshed to find the pile is empty and gone.
But so far, so good.
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Author: Jim Hagarty
I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.
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