I’m the Goddamn Batman…

Today could be an end, or a beginning, as such moments often are.

Today I reveal my identity — but don’t mistake that for me telling you who I am.

You know who I am. You’ve always known, or at least, you’ve known what I’ve been willing to tell you.

And that’s all you get.

Now I’m putting myself to my own test. I’ve forever said that it’s about the writing, not the writer.

Now I find out if I believe that. When you know the writer, will it change how you feel about the writing?





20 responses to “I’m the Goddamn Batman…

  1. Is there a Barbie? πŸ™‚ Friends are friends…unless you remove the “r” at which time they become fiends. Other than my head possible spinning around a few times dangerously while driving home from work, my only exorcise for the day, I’m fine. Nice to meet you, Ken.


  2. Pingback: Unmasked: A love letter to our favorite Dilettante | The D/A Dialogues·

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