A quick post because I’m off to
work soon but I wanted to share a revelation. Revelation, that sounds serious.
For a year my column appeared in
one weekly newspaper which, though it covers about six towns, has a readership
somewhere around 40,000 and is considered local. A picture accompanied the
column so it was not unusual for strangers to stop me in the grocery store,
post office and even at work and comment about how much they loved my latest
piece. Bless them and their positive comments. It always made my day.
Now that
I have taken my column to eight newspapers in an area one town over, (100,000 households and 4M page views a month), and all the
way to the state line, without a head-shot BTW, the folks who read it haven’t a
clue what I look like and only know me by my words.
Only know me by my words...well,
that’s not quite true.
Because I lived, many years ago,
in the area where the column appears now, I have old friends, associates,
employees, neighbors and family members connecting in a way I never would have
imagined. I have gone from people who know me from my writing, which is really
a kick, to people who knew me because of who I was and now know me as a writer. It’s
cool.
This morning I received an email
from someone who worked for me forty years ago. My God, my past is percolating
with updates. I love it. Thank God I was a decent human being or I’d feel hunted.
Any recent updates from your past
lately?
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