This first entry is rather experimental.  As a story teller/writer, I have never ever feared the written word.  Until now.  I would rather sit in my small room with my computer and create stories than try to sell them.  I'm proud of them.  They're fun and worthy to be read.  But somehow trying to sell them brings out all the stage fright I've ever experienced.  Marketing, blogging, directmail, websites...suddenly I'm too self-conscious to think straight. 

The tech people for the website are fabulous.  But ultimately, the risk of experimentation and seeing how everything looks, all rests with me.  I don't even have all the components up and running yet.  I don't have the website like I want it so it's not up yet. 

I keep picturing toddlers who magically rise up and start walking and then fall on their face.  That's what this feels like.  So I'm going to post this...and then modify stuff...figure out how to involve search engines---which is what this is for, you see.  You, the reader, will find this blog and fall smitten at my feet and link to the website and purchase my stories.

Ah well, one can hope it will become successful.  The coordination with my publisher is another adventure.  The book is available but ... not quite yet available.  The instant society still takes forever to get clicking.  So, as a friend of mine says, we'll just keep chipping away at it.  This is my success for today.  I have uploaded a blog entry.  Be kind.