Two Years Later... I'm Back?

This post was made by my own sad little human brain and my uncoordinated meat fingers.

If you received an email notifying you that D. A. Howe published a new blog post, you were probably thinking, “Huh?”

However, if you cast you mind back to the good old pre- ChatGPT days, you would have signed up for my newsletter because you got a free story, or read one of my books for free. Or you liked my blog (all three of you).

Since 2021, zero things have happened on the writing front. No blog entries and my second short story collection is still stuck in edit mode.

Part of the problem was my migration to Wix. I never completely got the hang of it, and every year they seemed to increase their prices. The other part of the problem was the complete over saturation of the writing market with self-published stories and I was but one of gazillions. In a nutshell: I lost interest.

Now there is an over saturated market filled with terrible stories written by ChatGPT. However, for some reason this has perversely reignited my desire to blog again (every so often), and maybe even finish the book.

I suspect it’s because I hate social media, hate trying to put together newsletters, and hate advertising. I’ve never been that interested.

But now, much like that old person from the 1920s who refuses to give up riding their horse into town while everyone else is using a car, I feel like I have a purpose I can be the old person from 2023 who continues to blog and write books with nothing but the wetware between their ears while shaking a fist at the younger kids using that new fangled AI.