The reason I gave up on Google+, Goodreads, and other social media, is because I believed I was spread all over the place. I felt I was on too much social media. I kept my Facebook and my Tumblr, but they are usually just reposts of what is on here – in the hopes of “catching” people there(s) and gently directing them to… come on over here.
Yet still I feel I have followers mostly in one place, but not in the others. So sometimes, for instance, I try to “direct” Instagram followers to here. There are also times I want to take you over to my Instagram beyond merely linking to a photo.
On Sunday, a writer on Instagram “tagged” me asking me to explain myself: “If truth be told.” Hmm. I don’t normally do tags. However, she’s a good Instagrammer and writer, so I decided I would this time. Here’s the gist of my reply:
- Discovering a little while ago I’ve been tagged by @laura_is_writing apparently to do “if truth be told,” I’ll explain now why I write what I do. (Do try please to keep your excitement at that prospect under some control.😂) I was born in NYC and grew up on Long Island. I have been married to my gorgeous wife since 1999 and we have lived in several places here in her native UK and are now north of London in Hertfordshire. Having once been one a couple of decades ago (and having done some “stuff” too back then I’m not always happy about looking back on), I had become generally interested in young Americans’ experiences here in Europe.🇺🇸 Having once been an academic too (politics and history), I thought I might write a non-fiction book eventually on that topic. But with the support of my Mrs. (who lightheartedly never lets me forget my “misbegotten” young adulthood in France 🇫🇷 especially😆), and also because my now late uncle (who I will not name) had been a pretty successful crime novelist in the 1980s-90s (and became involved in my, uh, “shenanigans” to an extent), in 2013 I decided instead to write some “fiction” about that subject and finally get it out of my system. Well, five years on, four novels later, and now working on a fifth… I’m still trying to “get it out of my system.”📚👨🏻💻😊
If truth also be told, and as you may have spotted, some of that I lifted straight from my “Who am I?” page on here, although I added to it and altered parts of it. I have not “adapted” that text to the blog here, so there are no paragraphs. Instagram doesn’t allow for paragraphs as you may also know.
While we’re on the subject of way back when, here are a few more photos I dug out especially for this post. These have NOT been on Instagram yet. You are seeing them here first. 😉
Old photos are often intriguing to me not so much for palaces and other landmarks, which don’t change all that much over the years. Rather, it’s the bystanders that you happened to “immortalize.” Automobiles too have changed quite a lot since just the 1990s.
In that context, I thought I’d add this next one, too. I’ve posted it before, but it has been quite a while, so you may never have seen it. Tanks are tanks, of course, but notice the young girl…
…who is caught in that photo snapped nearly twenty-three years ago. Today, wherever she is (assuming that she is hopefully still alive), she is now probably in her thirties. Yes, time passes…
Have a good day, wherever you are in the world. 🙂