Well, well, well, what have we here?
Well, me, for one thing.
Who am I you may ask? Let me try to answer.
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and anyone else in the audience (oh, I know there isn’t much of an audience, just humor me ok?)…
My name is Kiril Kundurazieff and, despite appearances, the name isn’t that hard to pronounce. Honest...
My friends call me The Mad Macedonian (or Houstonian), a cycling dude and a couple of lady cats by the name of Elvira and Sneakers.
I'm a single white male (but hope springs eternal!), age 54, who's a 1st generation Maceyugoserbulgarigreekadonian-American, and proud of it! I'm a former southern Californian (It's on the Left-Coast for all y'all Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck and Mark Levin fans out there), born and bred, who fled that sorry excuse for a state, for the great state of Texas, in September 2012.
I've been an avid walker all my life and a bicyclist since high school & have enjoyed frequent 20-60 mile jaunts on my trusty steed, including braving the fusterclucks that are the streets of Houston and the, way behind the times, Metro Transit System. An always interesting pair of fusterclucks, I am finding, but still fusterclucks.
I am owned by 2 lady cats; the 4 year old Elvira Mistress of Felinity, and her 8 month old protégé, Sneakers the Texian Tuxedo. They are, like Nikita before them, my creative muses in my cat writing.
My career was in the field of Reading Material Facilitator for 17yrs. and Directory Assistance Operator for 6, with a 2 yr. stint at Target as a cashier in-between.
After 3 years of unemployment Wal-Mart took me on as a cashier where I can now be found.
While late 2012 and early 2013 saw me deal with eye surgeries and eye cancer, the months since I finally got a job in September have been hard, especially financially, as I have shared on this blog; I am struggling to pay my few bills and especially my rent, each month, and been blessed to have been able keep things going this far thanks to some timely donations.
But enough with the worry for one day; Today is for celebrating the gifts for writing and speaking that God saw fit to give me and guide me toward discovering and learning to put to use.
12 years ago, today, after 4 years of creative and opinionated writing (cat related, but also on my other interests such as bicycling, books, genealogy, politics and so much more) on a long defunct message board community, some friends persuaded me to try to make a place for myself in the emerging world of the Blogosphere.
So, I took myself and my original creative muse, my cat Mr. Nikita, then age 4, to my first pair of blogs, a personal one that lasted from 2002 to 2007 and one of the earliest bike blogs online, which lasted from 2003 to 2010.
Nikita and I began THIS blog in October 2007 and, after discovering the emerging world of the Pet Blogosphere in 2004, I finally gave Nikita his own place to start the year 2010.
In 2013 I also had a brief fling, of 3 months of daily posts, writing a blog about my thoughts about social media for pet bloggers.
Adding it all up I recently discovered that I had overlooked the fact that I had posted my 5000th blog post on February 7th, over at my cat blog, The Opinionated Pussycat. With this blog post I have now written 5,048 blog posts on my blogs.
I have done so much, personally and creatively, since that day in 2002; I have produced and shared poetry, stories, humor, essays, opinion, commentary, reviews, travelogues, videos, photography, and all sorts of journalism. I have made presentations before audiences, read my poetry at open mics and on a podcast, had my 100 word stories read on a podcast, been interviewed and published, by newspapers, been interviewed by an online magazine, extensively profiled by a writer friend, and invited and even sponsored, to attend events, including a major pet blogger convention.
I have guest posted and been paid for my writing for the first time, was a runner-up in a Purina Cat Chow Correspondent Search and sponsored to join the Cat Writers’ Association.
I am also among those honored by an Instalanche thanks to the Godfather of the Blogosphere...more than once.
I have met and become friends with so many wonderful people, online and in person and have had my writing complimented and argued about, by many surprising people and organizations, both famous and infamous (The Honor Roll of the seriously pissed off is one I'm proud of.).
(Write NonFiction Now 2013 Standout Blogger Responds At Last! - Introduction:Intro to an exhaustive 5 part Q & A, on my blogging life and choices, between The Creative Idea Gal & I)
And yet, despite all that, my audiences have always been miniscule.
I can't say enough how grateful and honored I am to have had people from all around the world read, comment on and even share so much that I have written over all these years.
The same goes for all those people who have supported, advised and encouraged me over the years.
Thank you, also, to Typepad for hosting 4 of my blogs since 2004.
I want to learn how to do those things, beyond just providing great content, that would build my audiences (including gain some attention in my new home here in Texas), thus attracting the type of interest that could lead to freelance writing and other opportunities to earn an income as a writer.
I'm an honest, opinionated, thoughtful, energetic, hardworking, and fun-lovin' dude with a reputation for a wacky sense of humor.
And, not to frighten you or anything, but friends have encouraged me, since before I left for Texas, to set my sights on being more than just a blogger. Heck, I'm not even totally sure yet of what I can do with all those years of blog posts, though those friends keep giving me ideas related to book publishing once I can finally organize various archives of material. It took a lot of guts on my part just to get THIS far.
I also want to try to find a better paying job than the one I now have.
But don't let any of that scare ya off. There is never a dull moment on either of my blogs or in my life.
Settle back, grab a glass of wine, or a beer, even 2 or 3, some chips, cuddle up to your significant squeeze, or squezette, or the dog, or cat, if there's no other option available, and come along for the ride.
Welcome to my world.