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 Doing a writers bio So, this is my second blog post on this site. It is about writing as well. Today’s journey into writing is the need for posting author bio information. UGH! Although I love to tell stories, get me started you will hear endless stories from my life, reporting objectively in the third person stumps me completely. Here are some of my attempts. David Dabling was born after Charles Dickens but substantially before this afternoon. Although Charles Dickens is considered one of the great talents in English literature writing, David never will be. The story of how David once climbed halfway up a rock cliff has nothing to do with the bio. However, that story is much more interesting. By default, which means the rest of this bio will be much less interesting . . . Giving up on that one. Throughout his life David Dabling has wanted to be a writer. There have been detractors who say he never will be. Despite their negativity and lack of support so far, they are correct.
Halloween for Would be Writers  Since we have just passed the trick or treat fest, I will apply it to being a writer. Halloween a time for dressing up as a terrifying ghoul, a time for cowering from our primordial fears, a time for putting on a face that is not our own. You know being a writer in search of representation. At least for me being a writer is from a personality that does a great deal of its living on the inside. An actor is a huge ego that wants to strut in front of you proclaiming look at me and be awestruck, I have become a different person. A writer is if anything a larger ego saying I and I alone have created this entire universe to astonish you, I’ll just leave it here for your amazement and be someplace out of site while you discover it. I have been at times in my life: ·          A teacher, I understand and will lovingly lift you to my understanding. ·          A soldier, Listen up, its my way or the highway! And while you are on the highway line it with r