On Being a Revolutionary

You know, I’ve always wanted to be a revolutionary.  In high school, I drove a yellow Ford Fiesta while my chums drove trucks and souped-up muscle cars.  I was one of the first of my friends to come out of the closet.  And I turned my back on the legal profession to pursue a career in the nonprofit sector way before nonprofits were trendy.  Of course, that all happened thirty some years ago.  More recently, I suppose my opposition to overhead lighting and granite countertops might be considered eccentric if not revolutionary.  That said, I’m delighted to hear the self publishing field called revolutionary and self publishers revolutionaries who are bucking the system.  Check out the article in the Huffington Post.