It was three years ago today that it happened.
The United States of America officially went to war against Iraq. Dread disease was being spread in local taverns and clubs. Fifteen orgasms were being had across the Heart of the Valley. And I got off my ass and put together this bit of noise.
It was to be groonk.com but something french and hairy took that domain. Groonk.net became the new, name to be feared.
I had no idea how this would pan out. I only wanted to improve my web skills while forcing myself to throw words together on a page at a semi-regular basis. I also wanted a place to keep up with the oddities found via the internet.
The time before GDN I share net-strangeness with select friends over email. When the Newsmine booted-up, I stopped the emailing and my friends were non the wiser. Or maybe their burden lifted. I don’t think many of them visit this humble domain that often. Which is fine, really, because this project wasn’t for them.
GDN grew into a full time deal. A convenient thing since I didn’t have formal employment back then. I don’t have formal employment now but I do have school. I’m working for that degree. Finishing what I started after many, many, many mistakes.
The last three years, GDN kept me from going insane at a time when my confidence could fill a shot glass. It has been my window and soapbox into the world. It has also been a crutch. I’m supposed to be improving my writing and confidence in sharing words so that I can step into the professional cut-throat literary career. Only I spent most of my time finding the inspirations and logging them instead of putting together the stories for print.
I’ve considered stopping the insanity more than once. Only to find I miss the damn thing when it’s gone. So structure will have to be the new key. What I mean by that will become obvious as time passes.
In the meantime I will have some cake, sip some tea, and avoid that death option – for another year at least.
