Years ago, a good friend read my long posts on Facebook and suggested I move my writing to a legitimate blog.  At the time, angst consumed me, and I shouted into the darkness.  His suggestion intrigued me.  This idea wouldn’t be that far-fetched; I kept an online journal many years before.  However, the type and style of the writing would be different.  This idea bounced around in my head for a while.  I always intended to return to writing, but not like this.

As it happens, starting a blog would be relatively simple.  You can register a domain for $20 a year; the price of hosting it will be a little more.  That’s if you want your own distinctive home on the web; there are plenty of websites that will host your blog free of charge.  However, I felt that if I wanted to do this legitimately, I should get my own domain.  Then the gears started churning.

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