Why am i writing a blog? I could write a book. Use Microsoft Word or OpenOffice. I used to be a an Open Source Evangelist. A pretty good one too. But i quit, like everything else. When i was young there was no internet. People wrote in notebooks or used typewriters. I used notebooks. I still do, but mainly for passwords. Later, my father bought me a Brother typewriter with a “save” option. State of the art. That was before the personal computers. I used the typewriter at the Art School. At university he bought me a PC. It was such a relief. But for a strange reason i actually wrote less than before. I had the fear of the blank p tag. When the internet started i totally lost it. And that was before Google. Now i’m writing everywhere and all the time, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr. I know all the cool hashtags. I procrastinate a lot about writing a book. But i cannot decide on which language to use. My mother tongue? Out of the question. French? Too French. I almost went to Cambridge at 23 and always loved the English language, that’s why i decided to use that. Everything published on the web that i find interesting is in English anyway. I enjoy to read Trump tweets in the evening, they’re so entertaining. But they would qualify as American English. Or Trumplish, caps lock. My English is probably a lot like his, very simple. I don’t even have the best words.

I’m still a nerd at heart and i enjoy owning domain names. Using WordPress was one of my obsessions for years, so that’s why i use that now. It’s open source and it’s the ultimate blogging tool. I’m not sure i qualify as a blogger. The things i write i save as pages, not blog posts. Blogging seems so superficial. I prefer creating pages, like in books. It gives me more credibility. I’m unable to make them display properly at the moment. I haven’t found the time to edit the back-end. I should have used wix or weebly, but that’s just contrary to my beliefs. I vowed my writing life to WordPress and i’m going to tame the beast.