At this point in the game, I very much doubt that I have any readers. That’s okay. I’m not really writing to anybody in particular. I’m not even writing because I have something particularly important to say. Mostly, I’m just sick of looking at the blank space on the middle of this page as I tinker with the layout and try to tell myself that I don’t need to blow a whole bunch of money on the fancy WordPress packages, that the minimalist look is in.

We’ll see how that goes.

This is my new blog, which I have for two reasons. First of all, I wanted the domain name before one of my relatives managed to grab it. Assuming I ever manage to publish one of these novels some day, how lame would it have been if I’d have to do something like http://www.matthewciarvella.com? Or worse, http://www.matt-ciarvella.com? The mind shudders. My name is already long and unwieldy enough as it is.

So I grabbed the domain name for myself. It’s my first domain name ever; which is sad considering how long I’ve been making half-assed blogs and even more half-assed (quarter-assed?) pages in general? Seriously, I used to tweak pathetic html on Angelfire sites. Seriously. Angelfire.

I suppose I could have grabbed the domain and linked it back to my old blog. On the other hand, that blog was made with Blogspot, originally because of a rhetoric class I was taking for my undergrad. You know what they say about blogs posted on blog spot. Nobody writing on blogspot is writing anything worth reading. No, I don’t know who said that. Maybe nobody? All I know is that I read it somewhere and in a fit of vanity, I moved over to WordPress in a fit of vanity and now here we are.

Actually, it’s not just about the vanity. WordPress has a very nice set of tools associated with it; I’m pretty happy with the upgrade.

I never really knew what the purpose of the old blog was going to be. Like I said, I originally had to write in it for a class; mostly as an exercise to get us writing every single day. I was really into it for a while and liked seeing my post count grow (seriously, five updates a week for half a year will take you places) so even after the class ended, I kept at it for a while.

The problem was that I mostly just babbled about writing or posted incoherent, drunken rants. Shameful.

Even the title made reference to the fact that I had no idea what I was talking about. Mostly, I just liked that cool T. rex picture. Maybe I’ll bring that back.

Anyway, I’ve been working on my novel for the last three hours and I think my butt has fallen asleep. I’m going to slap this post up and go about my business. I make no promises about when I’ll post again.