May 14th

2 min readMay 14, 2024
Author incognito

Good Morning All

I have been trying my darnedest to ignore my Medium stats and write what passes through this warped little mind.

I’m afraid my peanut pales compared to those I may read or communicate with, but I try.

I have an itch I have been unable to scratch on Medium. Some may consider the issue serious. Audience, as in readers and followers.

I am not the bang-the-drum type running along the sands, yelling, “There is a giant on the beach.”. I much prefer my reading friends to make their way to me naturally and then remain in residence.

But we both know how this works, and my progress as a writer is related to curb appeal and followers. Since my cartoon, may I say, is not too shabby. That puts you, the reader, smack dab center in the Starburst Juicedratic Equation.

No surprise there, as you are the reason I write.

OK, you’re one of the reasons I write.

Sigh, a-l-r-i-g-h-t.

I have no choice but to spill my guts in words masquerading as a clever sentence. Are you happy now?


Like most of you, I had hoped to have higher numbers in views, readings, and die-hard fans.

OK, maybe not die-hard.

How about showing up more often than not?

My God, you’re a tough crowd.

Hey, If you have stuck around long enough to read this sentence. You know I have mastered the art of writing about nothing!

Are you paying attention, Jerome Allen Seinfeld?

So tell your friends about me!

Your baker, your beautician, your butcher, your brother-in-law, or anyone else who will listen without trying to commit you.

I’m serious. I plead, even your mother-in-law.

Get the word out that there is a starving artist cartoon character desperate for your attention, love and support.

Everyone wants to be loved!

Even a want-to-be author.

No harm came to any cartoon character during the exercise of this share.



Patient of life, attempting to heal oneself by Quill. Transitioning from a profession of technology.