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There was never much hope. Just a fool's hope. ~Gandalf I'm not going to lie to you I don't have a plan for this blog, but a purpose does seem to be slowly emerging. I'll give my thoughts on this and that: maybe politics, a little religion, and talk about cultural touchstones that are important to me. Overall though I am going to be as personal as I feel comfortable sharing with the internet. This is going to result in some raw ideas coming up that may need to be cooked for longer, but I am not trying to write a perfect tome at the moment. Okay, listen up. Umm...You're a bunch of dirty misfits. But you're all that's left, so you'll have to do. ~Cayde-6 Writing is my passion and working on this blog has become a therapeutic source to me. I owe a lot to everyone who has read this blog; I don't know what interest first brought you here, however, I thank you for the time. Do or do not. There is no try. ~Yoda |
| The Slow Climb I've gotten better now, and my phone is fixed now. Getting motivated this week has been a slow and terrible process. There is more that I want to write than am prepared to write. I've got a story that I want to write that takes place in the Regency era, but I don't have the proper knowledge of that period. Same thing for another story, but this time and place is New France after the Seven Years' War. Two fantasy stories with themes but no conflict. A sci-fi epic that I don't know how to start. And a contemporary romance that is fully formed in my head yet is way too close for comfort— a closeness that is intrinsic to the story. I need a change. I want to see mountains again and the ocean. Feel sand beneath my feet and a soft hand holding mine. I am just tired of feeling alone in a group of people. Memento Mori,  KS   |
| And So It Begins Today is the first of what I envision as a weekly blog going forward until December, when I will switch it again into a daily blog. There's a little less pressure this way, yet I almost forgot it this Saturday. Off to a great start already. I have been sick for a bunch of this week, and at the same time, my phone won't connect to the charging cable. So I have unintentionally been living as good as on the moon for everyone who has wanted to reach me this week. I like that feeling when camping in the woods, but not so much when I am alone in my house, craving human contact. This whole thing has left me more exhausted than I have been in a while, and it doesn't help that my mind still wants to stick to an early-morning-and-late-night schedule. And to top it all off, I have no real plan coming into the new year for the rest of the year. Yes, I have some broad strokes that I am working from, but I haven't a clue how to make a painting out of them. I Miss My Shadow Long ago, when I was a punk teen starting to write on this website, my family had a pet rabbit. His fur was silky black with a white nose, so naturally, the only name seven kids could find agreement on was Shadow. He was a big, fat rabbit who didn't mind if you held him and was fond of having his cheeks stroked. He loved a good back scratch where it was hard for himself to reach when he was grooming, but if you held him good and stroked the fur on his cheeks with one finger, that would nearly settle him in for a nap. I remember plenty of nights where it was just me and my Shadow wrapped in a blanket, reading The Lord of the Rings. With him in my lap, we were truly guardians of a sleeping house. After my family moved to the city, Shadow was a good friend: the big ears made him a natural listener, and I was always safe knowing he wouldn't tell anyone. He knew how much I liked my private talks... I walked out of the vet that day alone. A decade and a half later, I am still missing my Shadow. And there is no Wendy to give my Shadow back to me. I ain't no Peter Pan. Memento Mori, KS |
| Happy New Year Now I know I just finished a month of daily blogging and had said my intention was to post on Saturday going forward for the next little while, but I haven't written anything since last year, and I just really have the itch to write some more. Or at least get out this silly joke. Whichever one comes first, though, I will leave it up to you, dear reader, to judge. Memento Mori, KS |
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