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Hello Dear Reader

My name is Joseph. Online I go by GulliverBFG. A father. A coach. A businessman. A philosopher. A family man. A writer. And, standing almost seven feet tall, I am also debatably a giant.

I am relaunching my writing life. I have effectively been a writer most of my life. I wrote stories as a child, and even took some time when my daughter was in preschool to write full time. Then Reality knocked and I answered, and kept answering, and all the while there was this other kind of ringing phone in the back of my mind that I kept putting off answering the call. Until now.

This post, is like a statement of purpose. A mission statement of sorts, and a declaration of war on the procrastination, apathy and self-esteem ghosts that held me back before.

NTLDR.ink is like a new composition notebook with infinite pages, this blog is a new place to organize and hold all of these renewed creative efforts, whether they be non-fiction or fiction.

Not all of it will be new. How many notebooks are buried in boxes from various parts of my life? How many little text files scattered across how many hard drives, that are mostly now archived on my big drive? Forty-five years worth of writing at least, and maybe a bit more. How many of my own Facebook posts can I scrape and re-post here? How many thoughts are represented from so many different eras in my life, and with a little polish, perhaps at least some of that giant slush pile can be shaped into something interesting and/or informative. I do this for myself, and I also do it for you, Dear Reader, whomever you may be.

Time to pull all of that stuff out of storage, dust it off, and find out what may be worth rewriting for publication, or maybe just post it here as it was. More than anything, it is time to feed the need. The desire to write was never absent, but also was never really given freedom to roam free and find its own way. Time to pick up that phone ringing in the back of my head and answer “Yes, you may come out and play today.”

Heads up, Dear Reader. I am a wordy fellow. Hence the name of this new blog. I leave it to you to decide if you think it was clever, or just pompous. This is my place to let it all loose and damn the critics, including the one most harsh critic who resides in between my own ears. I will not leave things intentionally long, but I also will not cut myself short just to satisfy the usual lot of short attention span TLDR; folks.

I have interests spanning the entirety of everything I have seen, heard, smelled, tasted, or dreamed up… so this will be a one stop shop. I considered splitting it all out into multiple areas, each with its own domain, but alas, the headache that gave me was enough to make me stop thinking that way. Instead, I will use the tags to indicate what is what, and eventually work out some kind of indexing system to present those tagged articles in some manner of logical presentation. So hopefully not an organizational nightmare… We shall see.

This is the everything place… and maybe some ideas will grow big enough to move into their own homes later, so to speak.

With some intentional effort, I can convert a lifetime of writing, and add new fresh writing as well, for several purposes.

First, to rediscover thoughts, examine them, and choose what to keep, toss and give. In this context, “Give,” implies sharing the ideas through various forms of publication and distribution. Some things I may have already published, but in corners of the cyberspace that are little visited, or long since archived. Like mundane articles I wrote about how to select basketball shoes, or a recipe for homemade sports drink, that if memory serves were both written in a way that might still be useful today. Contemporary reviews about technology, most of which become quickly outdated, as technology tends not to wait around or stand still, but perhaps some might lend themselves to be updated and added to the new information I write for my IT clients. Stories about magical creatures who inhabit ordinary places which I created to sooth the imaginations of young children in my care. My daughter among them.
Second, through this process, to dust off and polish my writing skills to make this stuff worth reading. Where did I put that grammar book, and am I really go to reread that now? I should… I really should.
Third, by taking these actions I will transform that former want and desire, so those will now be converted into a regular habitual writing practice. Including a commitment to publish *mostly* regularly, at least here in NTLDR.
Fourth, to turn this compulsion to share my mind into a potential income stream, while at the same time, hopefully giving something back to the universe that might help others. Yeah, I am that guy too.

This all means that old ideas and new ideas will be written, rewritten, developed into articles, stories, and perhaps even books, and then shared. I will jump into the night air, and hope I remembered to pack a parachute and a flashlight.

Why me? How dare I be so presumptuous as to imagine that I have anything worth sharing? I believe I do. I believe we all have something to offer.

I also have a body of supportive feedback where people have told me things like, “You should put that in a book,” or, “You should definitely be a writer,”, or, “You think like a writer.”

I have held myself back for many years, and now I am going to borrow the theme popularized by Nike, “Just Do It.” Cliche perhaps, but we can never have enough of those. They are catchy and powerful for good reason. I might just make some new catch phrases up along the way.

So, come with me and take a mind walk with me for awhile, if you like. This is my journey, and while I hope some of you will find it worth the visit, to the rest, I say…

Goodnight.