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My Final Blog on WordPress

I’ve been writing blogs for over five years now.

My first blogs were on MySpace.

MySpace for crying out loud!

Writing blogs has been a help for me. It gave me an outlet, a voice to talk about my thoughts, opinions, stuff I liked, stuff I hated, and a bunch of stuff in-between.

I quit for a short time, and it was actually kinda nice. But for some reason, I came back, thinking I had more to say. And I do have lots to say, but is should be through my prose, my fiction (or super fiction, as I call it).

So, I’ve decided, again, that this will be my last weekly blog on WordPress.


End of line.


One reason I’ll be shutting down this site is that my blogging is that it doesn’t feel like it is doing anything constructive. I knew these blogs weren’t going to change the world or anything like that. They have helped me with my writing skills. But in recent years, I have begun to notice the pointless negativity, pettiness, and unpleasantness that has become social media.

I wrote a blog touching on this, about how people take it personally when you have an opposing opinion, or you say something fairly innocuous, but they take it as an attack on them, or as someone once said “it invalidates my opinion”. Great line from a psychology book, but kinda fulla shit, especially if one comment by one person can affect your thoughts and opinions so harshly. We don’t all think alike. I have an opinion/ thought/comment, you have another. It doesn’t invalidate anything. It’s just different, or even worse, just a stupid comment!

It is these kind of things that have started to bug me. But if you try to talk to people about it, IE: an actual conversation, it usually reverts to a clash of opinions or some smart-ass  totally ignoring your thoughts so that they can post something they think is clever. It has been my experience, long before social media came along, that an open conversation, two-way conversation, with open-minded people, involves actually listening to the other person, not just repeating the same shit you said before in different ways. You may as well be talking to a wall.

Thankfully, the people who have commented on my blogs have been thoughtful and open-minded. Hopefully, I have responded similarly. But it is the mentality that has made me realize that, besides the people who actually follow my blog, and read, and even comment on them, for everyone else, I’m just talking to myself. It is the same thing with social media. It is becoming tiresome. The novelty of it may finally be wearing off. It is a tool to make connections, talk about what you are working on, and sharing something with friends. But otherwise, it is a place for people of all stripes to bash others and say terrible things about anyone opposing them. As much as I need to use social media, I’m becoming less and less of a fan.

The other reason, the one that is more important, is that I want to turn my attention to writing what I should be working on, the Infinatum. Earlier this week, I realized that most of my blogs were about 1000 words long. Probably too long for a blog, in hindsight, but I realized that those 1000 words should be put towards my stories. Sure some of my blogs are timely, or talk about current events or subjects that I think need mentioning. But sometimes, it would feel like I was just phoning it in. And if you heart isn’t in it, then you probably shouldn’t do it.

Also, I have a lot I want to write, and it seems I create more and more to write. I recently created a band of pan-dimensional pirates and expanded some Victorian Age heroes, both of which I hope to have appear in one of the many books of the Infinatum I have yet to start writing. Honestly, if I don’t starting writing them, I may never get them finished. And I truly want to write them. I have no idea if they’ll be good, or even published, but this is what I was always doing, from when I was a kid, to the present day. Making up characters and stories. But now, I have a little more knowledge and, hopefully, skill to do so.

Finally, part of using social media is to network, something I haven’t been doing as much or as well, as I should. If I am ever to do something with all that I’ve created, I need to put up or shut up. I need to do more to put what I’m working on out there, as well as meet others that are in the same boat, or like-minded folks to have one of those actual conversations with.

I am going to shut down this blog completely. But I’m going to go through the blogs I have posted and re-post them on my Facebook page. So for now, my blog page on WordPress will remain, I just won’t be posting new blogs on here. However, I may post blogs on my Facebook page. You can click the link below to go there…


There are other links on my blog page to my other social media presence. So feel free to drop by there.


I sincerely want to thank all the people who subscribed to my blog, those who read it semi-regularly, and those who have commented on my blogs. I have been grateful for every visit, view and comment. Hopefully, if you like what I’ve written here, you’ll support my endeavour to make my novel “The Black Wave Event”, my shorts “Pry” and “Irregulars: Origin of the Species” published works.

Thanks for the you time, and as always…

Stay Tuned.


A while back, I made a comment on social media about Donald Trump officially being selected by the Electoral College. My comment mentioned the Marvel Comics character The Watcher and how, in the comics, he shows up when terrible thing happen.

A lot of people liked the comment and replied with their own. But one comment stuck out. In it, the person said,

Another person that doesn’t know the difference between reality and fantasy.”

After a few people mocked him and defended me, and eventually he added,

a grown man who plays with kids toys, reads comics, and has been waiting a whole year for a Star Wars movie to come out doesn’t know the difference between reality and fantasy.”

It kinda irked at first. But then I realized how sad it would be to think like that, and I took pity on him. But, it also reminded me of something that happened years ago, in my late teens.

But first, I’ll give you a bit of my own history. I have been a geek all my life, looong before it was cool. I collected comics, played with action figures (aka dolls for boys), and watched cartoons, which I still do today. It also helped that my brother-in-law was a big kid as well. He loved comics, cartoons, and video games.

But, there were periods in my teenage years that I questioned and even felt embarrassed about my geeky affections. Being a teenager is hard enough, without having to try and fit in and hide the fact you collect comics and play with toys. But once incident brought all of this into sharp focus, and it culminated with my crush on a girl.

In hindsight, I can say honestly, without pettiness or hard-feelings, that she was a manipulator. This information doesn’t just come from me, but my friends, her friends, and people who were around her. And, being an inexperienced, teenaged boy with a crush on her, I was quite easy to manipulate.

Besides being a geek, I was a good ol’ boy. I loved country music, living in the country, and wearing jeans and t-shirts pretty much all the time. This girl didn’t think much of my attire. She would make little comments about what I wore and try to make me believe that jean and t-shirts were fine, but dressing “nice” or “looking like a grown-up” would be better.

In the end, she convinced me to buy new clothes, nice pants and shirts. No more jeans and t-shirts, especially ones with prints on them. In short, she tried to make me over into an image that was more pleasing to her. Being a stupid teenager, I went along with it, especially if she liked me more and looked “cool”. At a time when you straddle the line between being a kid and being “grown-up”, people and advertising telling you what to do, to wear, to listen to, etc., I was torn.

As nice as some of the clothes were, I soon realized that it wasn’t me. I felt like I was pretending to be someone else. This helped me see the kind of person she really was, and eventually, I went back to my old ways. The one good thing that came from this was that I appreciated nice clothes more.

More importantly, I learned that we always have to be true to ourselves. Although she was trying to dress me up as someone else, I was still that jean-and-t-shirt-wearing geek.

As I got older, and began to take on my adult responsibilities, I still enjoyed that things I did in my youth. I loved comic books, cartoons, and collecting/ displaying my toys. Besides enjoying it, I also found inspiration from them for when I started to take my writing seriously. Now, well into my 40’s, I display and collect even more stuff than I did before.

Honestly, I think many of us could use a little of our childhood with us in the present day. The world doesn’t seem to be getting better. Climate change. Terrorism. Mass shootings. Super bugs. A psychotic President of the United Stated.  You name it, reality is not what it was. It can be brutal, harsh, dispassionate, apathetic, etc.

It is in these days that many of us need a break from reality. We need to get away from it and remember the things we loved and enjoyed. That is why these new Star Wars movies are doing so well. Because people my age are taking their kids to experience a sample of what they experienced decades before. It may also be the reason “geekiness” is so popular and acceptable. The Big Bang Theory is one of the most popular shows because the characters on the show, “adults”, still enjoy their geekiness.

Reality can also benefit from sci-fi and fantasy. Everything from satellites, cell phones, home computers, even flying machines have benefited from the fact that someone imagined them before they became reality. There was a time when everything we now enjoy was a flight of fancy created by some writer. Even ideals, like those from Star Trek, can have a positive affect on reality.

For anyone to dismiss anything of fantasy, and considers it a negative thing in any time period, is dismissing what could someday be reality. It is to dismiss the creativity of those who would dream of something better, something that makes a statement on reality, or something that is just an escape from reality, if only briefly.

That’s why I pity that guy. Either he lives a very boring life, he can’t understand the importance of escaping reality, or he is afraid to embrace the things he loves. That is no way to live.

I may have become an adult, but I’ll never grow-up. Keeping my inner child close, holding onto dreams and innocence, could very well be the most important thing adults do.

Chapter TK

Question Everything


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Kate Heartfield

writer and editor

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