Rant. Run. Write. Repeat.
I have three hobbies. I love to write. I’m hooked on running. And ranting is something I find myself doing more than either of them. If you’ve found your way here, I’m guessing you share one or more of these passions. I encourage you to join me in them all.
There are, however, a few ground rules. First off, those of us who write will agree to call ourselves writers; we will not be bound by the P-word. Yes, we’re placating ourselves. That is acceptable here. Unless, of course, I happen to be ranting against it, in which case it’s not. My world, my rules.
The definition of a runner is simple here, too. Do you run a lot by choice? If yes, you’re a runner. John Bingham says so.
And ranting, well… I don’t know anyone who doesn’t delve into this at some point during an average day, but that don’t make you no ranter. Double negative notwithstanding, there are some stringent eligibility requirements for this one. You have to be good at it. Witty. Entertaining. Funny. You get the idea.
Now that we’re all on the same page, let’s be off. Rant. Run. Write. Repeat.