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Clichés ∙ Confessional Claptrap ∙ Aspirations ∙ An Obligatory Professional Wrestling Reference ∙ A Promise to Do Better ∙ A Half-Hearted Sales Pitch on a Writer Who is Long Past Due


Welcome to theAtomicDrop.com!


Well, shit. We’ve already started off in the purest of clichéd form. Can we start over?


An atomic drop is defined as a professional wrestling move in which the wrestler goes behind an opponent, then puts his head under the opponent's shoulder. He then lifts his opponent up, and drops him or her tailbone-first on the wrestler's knee.


More clichés!


Let’s just be plain-spoken. Why am I doing this?


There’s a lot of pressure in a first entry to a new site. I’ve always thought that the first post on a site should be some sort of mission statement or thesis statement that sums up what’s going to happen in this little section of zeros and ones on the web. “Here’s what to expect!” and all of that. The thing is, I don’t know what to expect. This is a ride.


I’m Jason, the guy who owns the domain, built the site and will probably do most of the things you see on The Atomic Drop. I envision this site as a way to jumpstart something that’s been dormant inside of me for a while; the guy who writes.


A few years ago, I was happier than I’d ever been writing. I had a few freelance jobs, a blog that got a lot of hits, and a feeling that I could write about anything and do it well. The only things that I ever really worried about were the typos on my blog and poverty due to my lack of actual work.


Then, two and a half years ago, I got a pretty sweet job. The writing slowed down and the poverty gradually went away. I was happy, but constantly wanting to write. But due to the nature of my work (I worked for a religious organization), I was scared to write. I didn’t write freely. I felt as if an errant fuck or shit or any of the other words George Carlin spoke about would bring my career down around me. So after a while I just stopped writing.


Then, in February 2015 my job went away. It was a bit of a shock, and the feeling of what now has permeated my life as of late. I sincerely don’t know what to do. Is it time to reinvent myself as something different, or to stay the course and eek out a life? How much of my own ideas about who I am and what I do should I take into consideration, and how much of my responsibilities as a husband and caregiver to my niece should weigh in on the choices that I make?


I didn’t know what to do, and I still don’t know what to do. Part of me longs for those carefree days of reviewing CDs for concert tickets, and another part of me understands that health insurance isn’t free. The only thing that I did know is that I’m happier when I am writing, even if I’m not getting paid for it.


I started The Atomic Drop because I want a place where I can write a little about me and a lot about the things that I’m enthusiastic about. It felt weird cataloguing that stuff under my name at the old URL, so instead I decided to do it at a new place. Now the Atomic Drop is here.


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