If you want to know that origin story, it's here.

And while I’ve always been captivated by Titanic, I’m also captivated by a whole lot of topics.

So eventually, my annual tradition of a 5-day-long Titanic binge became A Thing I Did Sometimes... I’d just do a write-up about something that interested me and hit Post.

And after however long it was, that Thing I Did Sometimes outgrew my FB page. So I got the internet involved.

Soliloquism is my miscellany. Of history and folklore, anecdotes and narratives, animals. And anything else, really.

You’re spot on to suspect that “soliloquism” is not an actual word, by the way.

But it is my portmanteau. (And the fact that the word “portmanteau” itself was just a folding suitcase until Alice was educated elsewise while through the looking glass? That just makes it all the more delightful to use.)

Regardless.

Soliloquism, therefore, is my practice of speaking (writing) my thoughts out loud (here). Out loud to myself, or so I’d figured. 

But now, I realize—and I hope—it’s to the benefit of anyone who may happen to hear (read) it.

Thank you for happening to hear (read) it.

Sincerely,

Your Soliloquist