STATE OF THE
readers on the state
of each of his projects.
I’m still not used to this blogging thing. The other day, my father told me that he reads these things. That made me pause and wonder if I’d said anything incriminating. . . . (He did chastize me for not mentioning him often enough.)
I guess I should get used to the idea of strangers reading what I have to say. Still, it’s an odd feeling. I still remember when I first met a stranger who’d read one of my books. I wasn’t sure what to think. Here was a person who knew me completely through my writing. They didn’t know Brandon the man, only Brandon the storyteller.
I guess, in a way, that’s the point of all this. However, that doesn’t make it any less odd to see it actually happening.