I'm Back... again.
Welcome to the new and improved sexstone.net. How is it new and improved, you ask? Well, for one, it has been updated. This wasn’t the longest
period of time that I have gone without updating this website, but it was the closest I have come to abandoning the thing altogether. My frustration with
this website and my ability to update it regularly is an emotion shared by many others in similar positions. Just look at the contributors to, and friends of,
this site: Metten threatens to (or actually does) shut down his site at least once a week, Eric Severing’s site has been dormant for quite some time, as has
Zarathrustra’s [so much so that I can't find the link to either anymore], even Jeff Kay of the West Virginia Surf Report has expressed frustration with his
site and threatened to shut it down.
The reason for my frustration (I can’t speak for the others) is often the ridiculousness of the whole thing. The “circulation” of this site has had its ebbs
and flows, but the front page has never received more than 1,000 unique hits in a month. That’s pretty sad. So when you write an article and post it to
your site and then look at the numbers a month later and realize that only four or five people (and I can name them: Metten, Mitchell, the Professor, my
Dad, and sometimes my sister) bothered to read the damn thing, you start to wonder why you bother.
Then there are the weeks (months, and almost years) when you feel like you are out of ideas and nothing you write would be interesting. Or life just gets
in the way of sitting down to try and write. After a while you feel so out of practice that you forget how to sit down, write an article, and post it to your
website.
Then, sometimes, you just don’t care anymore. Last year, the band I was in broke up. We had been together for four years, at the time that was longer
than my marriage and longer than any employment I’d ever held. The other guys were like my brothers and best friends that I suddenly didn’t see
anymore. Music is my lifeblood, the thing that keeps me sane when everything else is crazy. I didn’t get in another band right away and now, as with the
writing, I feel so far removed from it that I don’t know how to get back to it, no matter how much I want to.
But enough is enough. I continue to play music and to write songs, and if the right situation presented itself, I would jump back into playing with a band
– wiser for the mistakes I made with my last band. And so I am also beginning to write again. I don’t know what form my writing will take this time, but
whatever I write, I’ll post here. No more ‘Because I Can’ or attempts at being an online magazine. If other contributors want to send me things, I’ll
post them. Otherwise, if I have an opinion about something, or think something is funny, or decide to write some fiction – it’ll show up here. It really
doesn’t matter how many people read it, as long as it gets me off the bench and doing something again. The break is over.
And if it seems like you’ve heard this before, it’s because I’ve said it before. And the cycle continues…
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