The Edge of the Internet

It would seem that I have not posted recently enough for a few people, myself included. It’s to the point of being asked to write anything just as long as I post. The idea of being asked to post intrigues and humours me. To think that someone finds anything of importance in me splattering trivial details about my hum drum life is necessary is laughable but also makes me shake my head. Anyone who knows me more then a month knows I have nothing interesting to say. I merely regurgitate things I’ve experienced elsewhere with the hint of emotion enough to make it seem important enough to listen to.

I was informed that one person likes reading fresh posts because it proves that I’m at least still in existence. Hearing that’s like being told people need to turn on radios to reassure themselves that music still exists. Probable not a good example, but I’m scrambling for words to write.

Today for me is in many ways a day of restarts and new beginnings. I’ve been lazy about something’s of late, this blog being one of them, my efforts at writing another. I’m in an odd position right now I have no job but if I continue being fiscally responsible that’s not a worry for the month. I have more free time then I’ve had in years but for it, I’ve little productive to show.

Have I taken the time to write something? No. two weeks and I’ve not filled a single page in my workbook with something new. This blog entry is the only thing I’ve created so far. It’s time to make some promises to myself. I wrote this long hand on Wednesday. I will follow it up on Friday with a post that has attached to it the most up to date edition of the Memory Garden. That means tonight I must get back on track with the editing and rewrites I need to do. Derek has promised me his chapter soon. If I get it by Friday I’ll include it, if not I’ll post it later. Jason has the next chapter after that, then me. I have saved somewhere around three thousand words already written for that chapter which will be fifteen. After that, I believe Carl will get the book then Helene. I’m being clever and switching them around to take Carl’s crutch of following Helene’s chapter away from him. That will take us to chapter 17 and I expect close to fifty thousand words. The field will open for someone new if they feel up to the challenge, then Derek leads off again. Who knows maybe the heroes will actually get somewhere. It’s only taken thirteen plus chapters to get them introduced and part of the team. Not complaining though I never though anything would be written at all.

This leaves my personal writing projects to catch up on. The first part of “Tales from Riddles” (July 18, 05) got a revamp along with some additional material. The origionals not there anymore. There’s an outline and some notes for the second part floating out there somewhere. I’ll need to net them and re-find the voice somehow. “Sir Augustus and Squire Richard” (January 17, 06) have a second part in long hand. I wrote it sometime ago but it needs to be polished severely. I also need to figure out what happens next with them. There’s also an idea for something theatrical written as the huge long run on sentence as well. The idea struck me before my father’s death and it seemed inappropriate to write it all out so soon after. Last, there exists a bunch of comic book reviews I owe Robert. I don’t know if he wants them anymore but I promised to write them and I’m going to hold to my promises. Which is the most important thing to learn about me from this blog today.