This is my 100th post on this site. I started this blog on a whim last June, since I had written a story and didn’t know what to do with it. My first instinct was to send it to Baseballisms, which is another blog that has a Facebook page I read from time to time. Joe Magennis runs the site, and his love for the game is very evident to me. I would have been happy to send him the story with an open-ended “Here it is. Do with it what you want to.” But I felt like I couldn’t.
In May of this year, I went to a game at Fenway Park for the first time in my life. But this was not just another AL game that I wouldn’t care about too much. Instead, it was an interleague game between the Red Sox and my beloved Cubs. The planets really aligned well for me on that one.
I remembered something I had read once about Harry Frazee and Babe Ruth and the 1918 World Series between the Cubs and Red Sox. So I wrote a short piece about it, sent it off to Baseballisms, and they graciously ran it the weekend of the Cubs-Sox series. I remember reading it when I was at O’Hare, waiting to board my flight out to Boston. My excitement about the game was already pretty high, but it shot through the roof when I saw my story online.
Ever since the first little blurb I wrote for my high school paper three decades ago, I’ve loved the feeling that comes with knowing that someone else is reading something I wrote. Writing this blog is just an extension of that feeling. So far as I know, everyone and no one at all is reading this. But you’re reading it now, and that’s enough for me.
So when I wrote a second baseball-related piece, less than a month after the first piece, I could almost hear somebody telling me “Get your own damn blog.” So that’s what I did. Fortunately, I had learned how to use WordPress a few years ago when I wrote some posts for Artisticthings.com, and so I set up an account in a matter of a few minutes. I put the second piece up, after a short introduction, and have been pushing myself to create interesting content ever since.
Since I’m moving from two digits to three with this post, it feels like a time for some introspection. I usually don’t have the follow-through to keep up with things like this for very long. Three months isn’t exactly a long time, but my interest in doing this is increasing, instead of falling off the way it normally does. That’s an enormously encouraging development for me.
If you have a blog, let me know what it is, and I’ll gladly make the time to read it. I enjoy reading these things just as much as I like writing them. And if you don’t have a blog of your own, give some thought to starting one if you have the time and inclination to do it. It’s free, which helps a lot, and serves as an outlet that many great writers never got to have. I would have loved to read Hemingway’s blog, but since I can’t actually do that, the next best thing is to honor his craft by doing whatever writing I can do. I’ll never be another Hemingway, but at the very least I can put my thoughts into words, as he did so well.
As always, thanks for reading this.