Why “the other David Jones”? When your parents name you something so basic, every new person you meet from kindergarten on up wants to remind you that you share a name with Davy Jones of the Monkees and that Davie Bowie’s real name also was David Jones. You quickly find out that your name is so American and generic that it is on the No Fly List because terrorists have adopted your name to try to sneak into the country. And people everywhere will say to you, “I once knew a guy named David Jones. He was <insert anything>. You must be the other David Jones.”
As most people know, I’m a Senior Editor at a publishing company. For the past 10+ years I’ve spent most of my time editing, planning, doing uncredited writing, and interviewing people from all walks of life (Candace Cameron Bure, Max Lucado, Adam Wainwright, Matthew West, Rend Collective, just to name a few), but I’ve long wanted an avenue where I could write just for the joy of writing. Those who are my friends on Facebook know I have a tendency to post statuses that are more like essays, so I felt like it was time to seek out a better option.
I can’t promise you’ll love what I write; I can only promise that I’ll write. I hope you’ll check in time to time, comment, participate in discussions, and let me know that someone is reading this other than my mom. And if you really love me, you’ll enter your email to follow along with my upcoming posts.
I have no idea what’s to come, but I’m looking forward to it!