Friday, March 7, 2008

What's in a name?

It's odd, really. Having been a professional writer for seven years you would think I'd have started a blog long before now.

Ah, well. Better late than never, right?

I'm sure you're wondering where "Grey Stone Green" comes from, right? That term first came up quite some time ago... probably my junior year in high school. A friend of mine, Chris, and I were talking one time, about life and such, and how sometimes it can be so hectic you feel like you're missing things.

We stumbled upon the phrase during that conversation; it was almost like a question and an answer all in one. What does the constantly moving stone look like? Grey. What happens when the constantly moving stone stops moving? It starts getting moss growing on it. Green.

After we came up with the phrase, we spent some time wondering how we'd be able to use it in the future. I think the best we came up with at the time was a great name for a band, but nothing really ever happened. After high school, we went our own ways, as many friends do, and though I've had that phrase pop up in my head several times since then, I've never really talked about it since.

This evening, I found myself creating a blog and I had to come up with a name for it. The very first thing that came to my mind was Grey Stone Green... it seems quite appropriate for a blog title, doesn't it?

It will be interesting to see what comes of this. I'm hoping I can write a bit about some of the key focuses of my life, like my marriage and woodworking and wearing kilts.

At the very least, you shouldn't have to worry about trying to read difficult ramblings. I tend to write clear, concise thoughts and I tend to use proper grammar and punctuation.

Ok, maybe I'll ramble a little every now and again. But it will still be clear. ;)


Eric said...

Hey, just wondering if you are still in touch with Chris (guessing not) to let him know that Grey Stone Green is alive and well!

Ethan said...

Interesting question, Eric. I know Chris is still in the general area, but I haven't seen him in years. We have several mutual friends and I suppose if I were ever to get off my butt and go to some of the social gatherings I'm invited to I'd bump into him.