Ramblin Man

I’m a Ramblin Man: Hmmmm, a friend contacted me the other day asking if I wrote.  First thought was that he must of seen some of my patented rants that I am known for on FB. Now whether this was a good observation on his part or him asking me if I might consider doing something else with my time more constructive was in the back of my mind. I have been a creative soul for as long as I know. Or can remember anyway. My father was the mold I dropped out of. Constant struggles with right/left brain thinking. He was a 40 plus year electronics tech but got his start in the business world as a commercial photographer. I have been a FCC licensed Amateur Radio Operator, W1KRP, for the past 19 years, I have worked in Adminstration/Management for over 31 years. But have been an artist for the past 50 years, painting and photography being my first loves. So when I was asked if I wrote, it was just after I had glanced a one of many emails I get throughout the day from weekly email newsletters from writer’s websites. Yet another creative venue for me to stick my toes in to test the waters. I have written some “poems”, started a short story about a alcohol fuelled tattoo artist by the name of Smythe dealing with all the turmoil of being a Down East Inkslinger. I have six, no wait I think its eight blogs which I can lead anyone interested too.  Do I write? Yes. Did I score high marks in High School (my highest education except for two bouts of EMS education) , no. In fact my French teacher Mr Noe took me aside after my Freshman French class mid-year exam and told me he had spoken with my English teacher and I was struggling with my native language and WHY was I taking French. I thanked him and transferred to Business Math. Do I write? Yes, about things that tick me off and things I like so I guess I write about everything. I dabble in fiction, I document the world around me and I am a fan of poetry. So if this gets posted stand back, this might lead to something big…for who I don’t know but I like to rant  and write so there ya go. Stand back of the white line. Peace