“I’m getting too old for this shit.”

- Roger Murtaugh

The demands and expectations of an ultra-public, always-available online life have worn me down, my friend.

The internet isn’t what it was in 2008, when I started blogging, or even what it was in 2020, when everything changed for everyone, everywhere.

I miss the old internet days, circa 1997, before social media, selfies, and using your real name. Back then, we were faceless codenames, and I basked in the anonymity.

Even now, there are folks online who earn a good living through work they offer as a pen name, as an invented persona, or even as a hand puppet!

So, I’ll keep writing because that’s who I am and what I do, but I’ll publish under names you don’t know.

It’s been good, so far. And this should be better.

Much love,