Ayn Rand droned on in Atlas Shrugged for about 560,000 words, but it seems longer, doesn't it? Mary Ann Evans built Middlemarch from about 330,000 words, and many folks--including me--read it again and again. Microsoft Word tells me that my Blogger production since my last published entry is over 350,000 words, and I will confess that that entry could have been summed up in one of Stephen Sondheim's sappiest ballads--"Send in the Clowns".
I finished that entry long ago, and it will never see the light of day. (But there might be a few stories or poems distilled from it.) When I finished that entry, I didn't have a well-defined reason for resuming publishing this bloggy thing, so I didn't publish. And I still can't explain why I'm here, except that I want to be.
So, we shall see.
