MY FIRST BLOG (Chapter 4)

by Waldorfia Tomosky              

Friday Night (Continued)

We continued the discussion about my writing.

“When did you start writing” he queried.

“High school; on the newspaper” I shyly responded. It wasn’t a big badge that I could proudly wear.

“Did you write blogs?” he asked.

“No, just opinion pieces. There was no chance for people to reply; except in the hallway, which they did very often. We were just getting the idea of blogs at that time.”

”Didn’t your school push the new technical tools available?” he queried.

“No, they did not” I replied. “Our school was a small upstate New York school. We didn’t have the tools that the NY City suburbs had. Our science class consisted of one Bunsen Burner, two petri dishes and the old ring and ball trick where it was proved that things expanded with heat.”

He looked at me for a minute and then said “Well I don’t know where you learned to write but you have the gift; especially for short essays that tie together. That is why I have this interest in your talents.  Did anyone ever ask you to blog?”

“Why of course they did. One time the football coach came to see me and asked if I would blog the captain of the football team” I said.

“So did you blog him?” he asked.

“Of course not. I told the coach I hardly knew the captain.”

“What was the coach’s response?” he asked.

“He wanted me to get to know him a little better. The coach insisted that once I got to know him I would want to blog him. I had no intentions of blogging the captain of the team no matter how much of a hero he appeared to others.”

“That must have put you in a strange position” said my escort.

“Not really. I was OK with telling the coach where I stood on the matter. Guess what the coach asked next? He wanted me to blog the whole football team. I informed him that I was not a serial blogger or a backstage reporter.”

My escort then asked if I had ever blogged anyone before. I made it clear that I had not.

I was starting to wonder where this conversation was heading.


About Waldo "Wally" Tomosky

I am proud of my work life (not the jobs, just the work).  Bait monger  Lawn mower  Paper boy  Windshield cleaner in a drive-in theater (if you don't know what a drive-in theater is there is no sense in you reading any farther)  Snack shack janitor in a drive in theater (ditto for drive-in theater)  Milling machine clean-up boy in a tool and die shop  Plastic injection press operator  Centurion in the US Army  Factory hand  Apprentice boy  Tool and die maker  Software user manual writer  Computer programmer  Ex-patriate par excellence  Engineering manager  Software test manager  Retiree  University administrator  System analyst  Retiree (2nd try)  Licensed amateur paleontologist  Retiree (3rd try)  Shovel bum (archaeology)  Retiree (4th try)  Delivery driver  Retiree (5th try)  Graduate student (skipped AA and BA due to the level of difficulty)  Retiree (finally got the drift of it) I have been writing for fourteen years and have fifteen books on Amazon/Kindle. Some horror, some twisted, some experimental, some essay and a few historical. I think that now I will really, really, really retire and just write. Lets see if I can do retirement correctly this time!
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