Writing Past Midnight #5

I just read a personal essay about someone who has no friends. Can’t get a ride. I feel bad, I’m not inspired because I have no response to what I read. My life is the opposite of writers. On Medium though I haven’t cultivated the relationships I need. I am trying. It will take time. Or no one on here thinks a middle age white man has anything worth reading about. Maybe to Medium, I’m a stat, and very bad useless stat.

Fortunately I disagree. If you want to explore read my short fiction. “The Meaning of Lost” or “Shark” They have claps and got read. So it’s safe to look.

I know one thing about my non social media life.

I’m very lucky.

AJJ

Time 12:13 EST.