One of my Bloomington beer-drinking buddies (I have similar friends in another 10 cities) wrote early codes for blogs and podcasts 20 years ago.
And he was one of the early bloggers although I cannot use the name here. It's a family blog.
So he told me Sunday while we enjoyed some beers together to press on as the initial excitement over thehomelesseditor.com seems to have abated.
Rebrand, morph, change, he said. That's life. If the blog is to reflect reality, it needs to remain honest.
I understand that as I applied for a job this week and wrote to describe the blog that has grown into a personal diary of a layoff, transitional homelessness, the pandemic, recession and racial strife.
Another piece of advice from my friend: push through.
But of course, that's what writers do. You write when happy or sad, sober or drunk, satisfied or scared to death of what's to come. You just write.
So here I am and will be.
Peace and thoughts unto you my brothers and sisters.