A Note from Lieutenant K

     I try to be honest in this blog, but at the same time I have to be very careful not to violate the dreaded OPSEC (operational security), so someone besides myself doesn't get to decide that I need to stop posting. I’m not a reporter, I’m a soldier, so there are different standards. What I see as an unimportant detail, others in the Army leadership may view as something the enemy could use against us.

     One reason I enjoy writing this blog because it’s a lot more fun to have people read your stuff on-line than to write fiction in solitude and mail it out in the hope that someday people will read it (although that’s fun too). This way, I have the best of both worlds.

      I wanted this to be about vicarious experience through the craft of writing - not just about violence and war and military operations, and certainly not just about me - so I’ve decided to use kind of a short essay format to achieve that.

      Concerning the recent post, “Just drop me off when this is over,” a number of people, both men and women, have told me that it made them cry, and I feel kind of bad about it. Hopefully they’re the good kind of tears that fall warm down your cheeks only to get caught up on the crease of a smile.

     I must say that if I can make you laugh, or cry, or make you think, or paint you a vivid picture with language, then I’m satisfied. Mission accomplished.

      I can’t make any promises, again due to OPSEC, but if there are things you would like to read about, please let me know. I’ll do what I can.

     Try not to worry about us too much. And remember, we support you.

     This thing is temporary, and the momentum of Time is unstoppable. We’ll fight the good fight and be home before you know it. We always stick together, and we’re very good at looking out for one another.

     Thank you very much for reading, and I hope you all continue to do so.    

     God Bless.

links: digg this    del.icio.us    technorati    reddit