My name is Pierce and I am from Ireland. The site was anonymous for a long time but identity has a way of worming its way out.
What is Going on Here?
There is this mid-point, I think, where one is not quite imaginative enough to write pure fiction, or even dress their life up as such, and yet not quite interesting enough to simply document their day-to-day. At this mid-point we find writers who simply half-ass both, never offering much clue as to whether we're reading invention, confession or something in between. Yes, this has become another one of those sites.
I am continually astonished to find that in this entirely ungoverned medium, where anyone can write anything they please, that a random piece on a random site will be taken by a stranger as gospel truth. That anything in Bloggington is ever taken as any such thing. Please stop calling the police, I guess I'm trying to say.