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Prosaic Shades of Gray started as a simple writing project when I was a college student in 2002. I set up a free account on Blogger.com in order to force myself to write on a regular basis. For a time, the plan really worked. But then it didn’t. Inevitably, I started running out of words.

There finally came a day when I sat down to write something new, and I had nothing left to say. After you do this kind of thing for a few consecutive years, you come to understand the true meaning of futility.

The internet is a huge bathroom wall, and any halfwit with a device and a connection has an opportunity to scrawl on it. Writing something worthwhile can take hours of labored effort, but it only takes a reader a few seconds and a couple clicks to ignore the final draft.

After neglecting my blog for well over a year with that fatalistic attitude, I decided to make a fresh start on a new domain in 2008. Then I blogged fairly consistently for a good couple of years before I lost my motivation to write again, and I kind of abandoned the entire project in 2016.

At some point I forgot to pay for my domain registration, and I lost this URL to a filthy domain squatter for about three years. The URL was up for sale for about $2,000, which is kind of funny to me. Who else besides from a guy like me would want such a pretentious, unmemorable web address like Prosaic Shades of Gray? For one thing, I spell “Gray” the American way with the letter “a”. Half the people who visit this site search for it by typing out “Grey” the British way.

So anyway here I am again, tossing my single meek voice into the shrieking wind. I honestly don’t know what I’m hoping to accomplish this time around. I’ll just have to keep on writing until I figure that part out.

For a good time, look for KZ at Prosaic Shades of Gray.

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In any case, "emergency" is still "peace." "Peace" is a condition in which no civilian pays any attention to military casualties which do not achieve page-one, lead-story prominence -- unless that civilian is a close relative of one of the casualties. But, if there ever was a time in history when "peace" meant that there was no fighting going on, I have been unable to find out about it.~Robert A. HeinleinSource: Starship Troopers
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