It's possible you won't find this of any interest, but it's been a long damn time since I've put anything new in this space and I figured I'd like to at least keep it on life support.
Ever since I lost my outlet for columns at the Boston Herald - long story short, they declared bankruptcy; editorial staff was let go; new staff apparently don't care for my stuff - I've been in a state of semi-depression. I counted on that not only as a source of income but also as an outlet for creativity. I could have come here and written some stuff, but I felt like a failure after all of your support through the years.
Now that softball season is once again here, I'm bringing in some cash via my usual involvement with the M Street Softball League in South Boston.
I'm the official scorer, somewhat of an assistant commissioner, and I also umpire a game or two here and there. One of my joys is writing a column on the website each week, detailing the previous week of play. What can I say? I love the sport. It isn't writing that would make me eligible for a Pulitzer, but it's writing about something I love. That's always worthwhile.
[Upper left is a bird's-eye view of the field]
So, here's a link for my latest over there.
http://www.sbsports.com/softball/default.asp
A select few of you will recognize some of the people I mention. Most of you will have little idea why I care or, more important, why YOU should care. That's OK. I understand the limited appeal, so if you read it and start to snooze, I won't be angry.
Anyway, yes, I'm still exploring other places to write, I'm at least thinking about things to write even if I'm not actually writing them yet, and I'll land on my feet because God always takes care of me. I'm mostly out of my depression because watching, playing, and writing, about softball, does that for me.
Thank you for all of your kind words in other places such as Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/jim.sullivan.1654, if you care to find me there) and I'll be back here on Wednesday with something about My Mom, so I hope you'll be back then. You wouldn't want to disappoint My Mom, would you? Of course you wouldn't.
Soon, with more better stuff.
