Okay, so I totally meant to get back and start blogging here again. And then I got distracted. And distracted. And then I forgot what I got distracted from.
Seriously though, I’ve been busy, at least in the past couple weeks, starting and managing two new blogs and Facebook pages.
Excuse me while I use my own blog to promote these other projects…
- Heather’s Pay It Forward 2014: A dear friend of mine, Heather Escoe, recently started a year-long “pay it forward” project. As her friends and family rallied around her cause, I decided to use my own Internet savvy to promote the project, both through a Facebook page and a blog. Facebook page here. Blog here.
- Linda’s Fight: After seeing the work I did on her own Facebook page and blog, Heather approached me to ask if I would do a blog for her Aunt Linda, who was recently diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. Of course I readily agreed. Facebook page here. Blog here.
I appreciate greatly those of you who follow and interact with me here. I hope you follow my other projects as well, because I am really enjoying doing them.
For those of you who follow me on Facebook, you know that Jace and I have a friend and ex-roommate who has been battling cancer since April.
We lost Kenny last night.
Cancer is such a dirty, horrible thing. It makes me ill that sometime in the next week or two, we will bury a man who died three days short of his 31st birthday. Cancer has had its impacts on my family. My grandmother is a breast cancer survivor. So is my mother. One of my grandfathers had lung cancer, the other melanoma. In 2009, I lost a dear family friend to melanoma at the age of 39. I will never understand how such a horrible thing can touch innocent people.
Now, a mother and father must bury their son. A man of not quite 22 will bury his partner. Kenny will continue to live on in our hearts forever though.
When Kenny got sick, Jace and I created a Facebook page to raise awareness for Kenny’s cause. He and his partner started a GoFundMe page to raise money to help with Kenny’s medical expenses. Together, Kenny’s friends, family, and total strangers donated more than $6,000 to help Kenny and his family. The power of social media really shined in Kenny’s case. Feel free to peruse either of those pages to learn more about Kenny and why we all love him so very much. Also, please keep Kenny, his partner Chris, and all of Kenny’s friends and family (Jace and I included) in your thoughts and prayers.
You may have had to be operating from an under-rock locale not to know that the U.S. government has been shut down since October 1, because of Congress’s inability or lack of desire to pass a budget. I say “lack of desire” because Congress and the President have been able to agree on a budget all but 19 times that the question has come up since 1976. Continue reading
To consider myself a successful blogger, a few things would be important to me.
- Posting more regularly. I haven’t been posting as regularly as I should, both to keep readers engaged, and to fulfill all the things I want to write about.
- Engaging with the readers. Often my posts include TalkBack points. I use those to try to attract comments and reader engagement in my posts. It’s not as much fun if I feel like I’m writing at a brick wall.
So those are my goals. I’m gonna work on improving those aspects of the blog so I can eventually become “successful.”
[A prompt from here: What would it take for you to consider yourself a “successful blogger”? Is that something you strive for?]
For many people, there are great stories stretching back 69246237841 years as to how they got their names.
For me, there’s not so much history with my name but I’ve never had a problem with it.
Brian is an Irish name meaning “high” or “noble.” Neither of those are bad things, I guess. I think it suits me pretty well, and I guess after 27+ years it better, whether I particularly care for it or not.
To fulfill the full responsibility of the blog prompt, I insert here that I [obviously] haven’t any children.
TALKBACK: So what do you think of your name? Where’d you get it? Tell me in the comments.
[Blog prompt: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/02/daily-prompt-identity/]
I was an only child. I mean, really really an only child. I was my parents’ only child, and my only uncle and my only aunt both had no children (well, my aunt did have a child, but she only lived for one day).
I had friends in Michigan, of course, but no one I really considered a brother or sister.
That all changed when I moved to Georgia. Continue reading
It was recently suggested to me by a trusted friend that I write a novel. The novel will be presented as a series of “short stories” intended to mark milestones in my development as a gay man.
The blog you are currently reading is intended to be a professional blog with a largely G rating. As you might imagine, some of the stories of my gay evolution are not particularly G rated, so I am separating them from this blog.
You can find these stories on my new DeviantArt page, here.