Well. Hello. I was going to plunge right in, and let you work this out as we go along, but I think that's probably not fair.
On you, I mean - it's equally unfair on me, because this is going to be a tough enough task without doing a preamble as well as an introduction. Still, I thought I ought to try to explain what's going on here; why I'm doing this, and why you might want to read it.
You might not, I suppose.
Preamble
I'm not really a writer, but we can all dream. I'm older than I feel, and younger than I look. Old enough to have bought 'Moving Pictures' on vinyl (of course), the day it was released; young enough not to have heard anything before '2112' until it was almost too late. I have other online presences; I just wanted this not to be part of them; I wanted this to be something I did for myself, and then I thought that I might as well put it somewhere it might get an appreciative (or at least not totally disinterested) audience.
Through this exercise, if other pieces of my writing are anything to go by, I'll probably repeat myself; use too many adjectives; use way too many semicolons; be inconsistent in the way I refer to things; refer to the members of Rush as if they were personal friends (they're not); refer to places in the UK assuming that everyone will know where they are and use British (or even Scottish) spelling.
And I'll probably repeat myself.
Me? I''m Scottish by birth, live mostly in England, spend more time than is good for my waistline in Italy (and more time than is good for my sanity flying Alitalia), and do... stuff for a living. More detail may emerge as time passes.
And I'll explain what I'm on about in a minute, I promise.
One more thing:
This is just an exercise for me; a kind of discipline if you like. The results will be uneven and patchy, but I hope they will be interesting. Feel free to join in; comment; disgreee, whatever. Equally, feel free to say nothing, ignore this, and just let me ramble. No skin off my nose either way.
*Takes deep breath. Plunges*
