So, Who Am I?
Which gives a fairly good background, but let me update.
My name still Christopher Mitchell and my Internet Handle still is Another Government Employee, but since last year I have changed jobs. I have started a new position as a contract employee with a large government contractor. For the past month, I have immersed myself in their paperwork and methods. And they are just about as convoluted as the agency I used to work for. Nothing involving government is logical and is designed to quiet the loudest constituencies only. If you watch the news, you probably already know that.
One really nice thing about my new office is it is located between two of my favorite hiking trails and I can spend the early mornings here:
The pictures are worth a thousand words. Fun and peace along the river I know so well. These two were taken at the Cochran Shoals section of the Chattahoochee Nation River Park outside Atlanta. It is popular with joggers, hikers and bikers and is a terrific place say your morning prayers for the blessing of creation.
I've been an avid urban hiker for a number of years. I find that any place I go, there are woods to explore or streets to walk down and observe. I generally only do day hikes, although this past year I had a wonderful opportunity to go the the Len Foote Inn outside Dahlonega for a spectacular greeting of the Sun. One I do have planned for the future is Broadway, or Manhattan, Tip to Tip. It's 6.2 miles from Battery Park to the Fort in Inwood. Should be about 3 hours, but probably longer because I'll detour into Central Park at West 59th St and loop the lake.
The Len Foote Trip
I started writing for Blogophilia during Season Two. I had been lurking for a few months trying to decide if I wanted to add another assignment (I was writing for the original Group Blogging Experience at the time) and I wanted to try my hand at short fiction type pieces. I mentioned on Spidey John's naughty site, and he told me to come on over. I don't think I've missed a week since. There have been a few weeks where I wondered where the piece was going to come from, but I always seem to get it done.
What brings me back? The challenge of producing a piece every week. It is like an interior decorator who has to do a new room every week and decide if the pink and blue doilies will look good against the gun metal couch in the fuchsia room. It allows me to work with different forms and structure and plumb my imagination for stories. I know I have done a couple that have included brass bands and big thinkers. I've done satirical pieces and romantic vignettes and developed several characters that serve as muses to both my lighter and darker sides.
Where to go from here? Good question. I have a couple of ideas. Maybe a 100 word challenge (this is sometimes called a dribble) would be fun. And maybe a logline prompt (a logline is a one line plot summary used in scriptwriting). Push us a bit futher. It's fun.