Why we do it | The end of an era

So I have a new phone. I've actually had it a week, but I wanted to make sure I was going to keep it before I told you all about it. After four years with T-Mobile, using the Samsung Q-105 that's been my partner everywhere I go, I've moved on to Verizon, the new RAZR V3c to beexact. I've already loaded it with pictures and video and "Molly's Chambers" by Kings of Leon as my ringtone which you all should listen to if you haven't ever heard it.

I'm sad, though. I love that Q-105 and it still works as well as it did the day I got it. Yet I need a phone I can use in my house, and T-Mobile wasn't helping. The RAZR is slow and awkward and I'm not sure I'll ever embrace it like I did theQ-105. Alas, it can take pictures and video and all sorts of fancy things, so perhaps it will dazzle me with its superficialities enough to make me forget what was my first love.

aeforge(who is many, many times greater a writer than I could ever hope to be)has been pondering the usefulness of writing for a limited audience when the sheer quantity of writing is increasing every day in the sphere of literature. I see where he's coming from, yet, I know thatthe number of people who stop by here is going up every day. While I can't tell if they (and perhaps I should be speaking to YOU, thereader) actually read the stories in their entirety, I know at leastthat exposure is happening. Yet do I write for an audience? I don'treally know. I know that I put a lot of work into writing because I came to Florida with the purpose of becoming a great writer, andgetting a Ph.D in the process. aeforge unlike me, doesn't need practice. He's a fantastic writer whom you all should go add to your friends list.

Istill have stories to finish. There's three more days of my trip toBoston to talk about. And I have a parable I've written to share withyou, when I have the chance. a thinly-disguised one, for anyone whoknows me.

Back to work, for the first time in five days. My newyear's resolution is to make this place an international sensation. Andby that, I mean figuring out how to install MySQL onentertainmentweakly.com. Because damn, it's a bitch.