Please Allow Me to Explain

If you’ve been playing along at home, you’ve noticed that I’ve been writing short chapters to a short story. On at least one occasion, it’s caused some confusion in regard to my actual name.

Among other things.

This past week, I was telling somebody about what I’d been doing and decided to go back and read it for myself. As it turns out, that was a good decision. It was a good decision because what I read—when I read it from beginning to end—was no good.

Are there decent passages, even a crafty sentence on occasion? I believe so. But it isn’t a decent story. Not yet, anyway.

I’d like to tell you that I had a solid end game in mind when I began the story, but I didn’t. And do you know why? It’s because I was approaching it from the past, writing it in the present, and not even beginning to imagine the future.

There are inherent problems with that formula, my friends, both with storytelling and otherwise.

Long story short, it’s time to have adventures again … not only on a physical level, but also allowing my mind the freedom to wander further than the next daily task.

This isn’t to say I’m going to stop writing the story, because I’m not. But I am going to stop writing purely from the past. And when I have the final story ready, you will be the first to know.

Until then, I’ll publicly return to my standard blog posts. And music. And bourbon.

Thanks for sticking with me. Let’s have some adventures.

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