Berta was surprised when we had lunch yesterday to find out that I write stuff on here that I don’t publish. Actually, there are a lot of things in here that I write that nobody can see but me for various reasons.
Currently among my drafts are a logic puzzle about her siblings, two unfinished “About Me” pages, a little written thing about going to Outback Steak House on Good Friday, some stuff about the United Way, a story about a ruthless businessman, a story about me sitting in Burger King, some stuff about the end of the world in astronomical terms, a list of reasons why I don’t like Bush, and a thing about a trip I took to see a concert.
And that’s just the stuff in Draft mode, not counting the stuff in Private mode that is finished but only available for me to read. It turns out that this site is a much better place to keep a journal than one might have suspected.
