This whole thing I’m doing here, blogging, is really just an exercise in learning to write. I’m not much of a writer. I’ve thought myself to be in the past, but I’ve lived long enough to know my faults. I’d like to be a better writer. I’d like to have the skill to put words to the page.
One of the things about living here in Little Bay Root is that all of the cool kids are crafty. Everybody seems to knit or make bike frames by hand or run a food cart specializing in artisan chicken with waffles. Sometimes I think that every failed creative in California lives here in Portland now. There are more over-educated baristas in this town than you can shake a stick at.