I have been blogging for twenty years.

It’s hard to think I’m still doing this.

In some ways I’ve stopped. This site, which I pay good money for every year, doesn’t get updated more than sporadically.

The sister site hasn’t missed an update for over a year. I’ve come close, and will no doubt come close again now that my buffer is gone. But it’s doing well.

No one reads it, but it’s doing well.

I don’t think anyone reads this. Maybe Mom every now and then. Maybe the occasional passersby. But regulars?

Not anymore.

Too niche, I’m afraid.

Google has becoming an AI nightmare. The chance for success as a blogger has no doubt dropped to nil. Wise man would quit and move on. Focusing more on the other site, or other things.

I’m not wise.

This was more about improving my craft. And my craft has improved because of it.

It is a tool I don’t use as often as I should.

I find what I said on my tenth anniversary to be a germane now as it was then. Alas, it’s in the archives and not on this site, but that’s an easy fix. I’ll make it a page an put it here.

Rereading that, I find little I disagree with. What I said then, holds now. I’m older than those two Past Cullens. Not wiser, as I just said. But it’s possible I’ve learned a little since then.

It makes me a little sad, even though it shouldn’t.

I have a friend now I didn’t have then. One I talk with every week. It could be more than that. It could be just what it is. But its more than I had.

That’s enough.

I have a novel now. An honest to God novel. One that I’m trying (and failing) to rewrite. It might not come to more than that.

That’s enough.

I write more now than I did. I finish little, but when I finish, I finish strong. I like what I write still. I am my own number one fan.

That’s enough.

Twenty years. Things have changed so much since then. I have driven 15 hours straight, by myself, and survived intact. I have seen Texas, the Gulf of Mexico. I have met famous people, even eaten at their house.

That’s enough.

I don’t know if there’s another ten years of blogging, in this blog or in me. But I suspected it would die, completely die, long, long ago.

It hasn’t.

God willing and the creek don’t rise, it won’t.

That’s enough.

Now let’s see if something fun happens.