Dude, what the hell?

This reminds me of a pet peeve of mine.  At some point over the last few years, the phrase "what the hell?" has been shortened to "the hell?" and I have no idea why.  It's one word.  Personally, I think "the hell" without "what" sounds ridiculous.  It loses context.  I could just as easily start saying things like "the dog?" or "the blue?"

It's weird how quickly that's become universal and I'm still trying to figure out how it happened.  Clearly, there's a conspiracy regarding the word "what."  Until I figure it out, I will continue to be the guy harassing people who shorten it by yelling "what! what! what!" over and over again.

So, yeah, dude, what the hell?

It's been three weeks since I posted anything on this blog and it's not for a lack of ideas.  I have close to a dozen drafts of blog posts just waiting for me to finish them.  But I appear to have lost motivation.

Part of it is the fact that I've got less time these days.  We just bought a house, so now I feel like I can take some ownership of the work that needs to be done -- and there's a lot.  I've also got a new position at work, one that actually requires me to work for most of the day, as opposed to sitting around blogging and posting on Facebook (although I still do that).

Part of it is that my writing energies have gone elsewhere these days or, more accurately, that my writing energies are recharging.  I spent a lot of time finishing the latest round of edits for Master of the House to the point where it encompassed most of my world.  I'm done with it now and have walked away, but I also found that needed to get away from writing for a purpose, if that makes any sense.  I'm also at a bit of a crossroads where I don't really know what to write next because I have so many options.

And part of it is that I don't know how much value this blog has.  I suppose there's a confessional aspect to it, but I only publish posts I feel are fit for general consumption, so it's not really that confessional.  I guess I use this space to sometimes write about things I feel deserve some discussion, but how much of that can anyone really do if there's no particular point?

Initially, I think this blog was an attempt at brand building.  After all, a vibrant online presence is necessary these days if you want to sell anything, and I'm definitely selling something -- not just my book, but myself.  But I Pray Hardest When I'm Being Shot At came out 16 months ago, so I don't have a whole lot of news on that front, at least not until the inevitable movie deal.

Selling myself has more or less just been being myself and hoping that people who read this think I'm a pretty decent guy and, hey, not a bad writer, either.

You get a lot of "what's the point?" when writing a blog.  You wonder if anyone's even reading it or why would anyone read it.  You wonder if what you're writing will have any kind of impact on anyone.  But I suppose you kind of wonder that about any of your writing.

So there you go: that's where I've been.  But I'm hoping to make a return.