(retro)blog: resurrected!
So many of you expressed sadness after last week’s demise of the (retro)blog that I’ve decided to bring it back in a new and kind of crazy way:
via Twitter.
Starting today (and ending um, whenever I get bored or realize that it just isn’t working out) I’ll post random excerpts from the journals I kept between 1983-1999 (ages 10 to 26) 140 characters at a time. (retro)Tweeting, if you will. To me, this could turn out to be the best of all worlds. I can:
1. Embrace new technology and convince myself that I’m not a curmudgeon after all.
2. Cling to my (retro)blogging roots whereby I use old material to avoid writing about my real (i.e., contemporary) life.
3. Stay connected to readers without neglecting my top work priority: writing BUMPED.
This experiment in microblogging might not work. But I’m willing to give it a try if you are…
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No. This is a reminder that my 
Though I’ve been posting pages from my old journals and elementary/middle/high school creative writing assignments since 2005, this is the first time that I’m attempting to follow a schedule. So for the official debut of (retro)blog Thursday, I thought I’d keep with the 1988 theme of my Facebook status update and post the first two pages of a tongue-in-cheek nonfiction book I wanted to write with my best friend in eighth grade titled, Studs I Have Known: 