Every time I think about blogging myself I find a post like this and realize I don't have to because others do it so well. Thanks for this.

Thanks, Otto. But you're such an amazing writer, I think you're depriving the world, and I, for one, wish you'd reconsider.

Amen to what Toni said. Otto, write your damned blog already. I want to read it.

And Toni, I think you're on to something. Permission to be naked. Scary but crucial.

Oh, sure, I say something nice and yall gang up on me. Unfair! :)

I am certainly poking around writing some more; I at least think about a book almost every day, and have even put in a few thousand words here and there. Over 7,000, actually. (Shh, don't tell anyone.) In the process of figuring out how to install MT so I could answer Tamar's questions, I did figure out something I'd like to do with it. Of course, I spent a ton of time dealing with my photography, and my ten month old, and I was just out touring a bit for the cash, etc etc. All safe, of course, as you point out, and that did strike a nerve with me; deep down I'm hiding under a bit of German reserve and the emotional nakedness is hard.

I suspect I've got two or three weeks of hard photo work dealing with my art stuff, and ::ahem:: setting up with both a gallery and a photo agency ... but there is writing coming. And maybe, just maybe, something in MT. I'll let you know.

But really, you set a high standard. I feel I should stick to photography, where I don't feel so lost.

otto

Sorry, shouldn't prattle on like that in your comments. See what happens when you make me write? Drivel! Drivel!

Are you kidding? I think you should prattle a helluva lot more. And start the damned blog, already. I want to see photos of the kid and get to READ your stuff again. Damnit.