Can I Get A What?

It's a new year and I know I should be feeling positive and upbeat but unfortunately those are not my prevailing sentiments. Even the title of this blog is depressing. I should change it, but to what? What exactly am I writing about here? Supposedly funny things, but right now nothing is coming to me with levity, it's all coming weighted down by a black cloud. Okay, the black cloud is for dramatic effect only, I'm not that miserable.

I'm taking this internet course on travel writing but I am plagued with increasing concern that I will not be able to pay my rent let alone my ever increasing credit card bill. Exactly how hard is it to make a living writing? And do I have what it takes? After all, writing is simply putting words on a page, correct? It shouldn't be that hard, I did it in 2nd grade! When I read articles about what it takes to be a writer they say I should be writing, writing, writing every day. So I guess that is the main purpose of this blog. To help me figure out where I want to go with all this and give me a little corner of the internet where I can write write write every day.

Recently I was discussing with my mama what type of writer I should be. I suggested that I should be a cynic. To which Mama replied, "Oh no, don't do THAT!" Cynicism (and sarcasm for that matter) come very naturally to me. I am cynical about most things: the government, big business, insurance companies, W, the uselessness of a college degree, crap they pass off for news these days, the War on Drugs. See, it comes naturally....I could write about what I see wrong in the world all day long. But the $64,000 question is this...does anybody care to hear what I have to say? Maybe if I make it funnier. I'll work on that.

So if they don't haul me off the the poor house I guess you'll hear more from me on another day.
Where exactly is the poor house anyway? I don't guess it really matters what you wear to the poor house, does it?