Commentary on years of reading...

I've quietly been lurking around this site for years.

Reading, enjoying, sometimes laughing or crying. One can only guess how many times I've had the "what did I just read?!" moment. You know it, don't pretend you don't. Ho ho ho...

Tonight, as I do most of my reading late into the dark hours, I read something that actually touched me a bit on a personal level. I'm not sure where I've been going off the rails lately, but it was a story that helped give me some fresh perspective.

I'm not going to say the story saved my life, as I find that a bit cliche.

But it helped, however it did. It took some of the hurt away, perhaps.

Now, I'll wrap this first-time, and perhaps one-time, blog up before I become too saccharine or melodramatic about things. As much as I'd like to share which story kind of clocked me over the head a bit, I'll keep that a secret if only because I have a great respect for the writing talents of the author and I don't wish to be that random "SHOUT OUT TO YOU!" kind of person. Especially when more than a few authors around here have likely gotten "that" kind of message times over.

All I'll say is thank you, and keep writing you glorious bastard.

I'll be around, reading. Maybe commenting.