I have aimed since the beginning of this venture to avoid discussing personal things, but I feel I must address something that has long loomed in the back of my head. For the past few days, those who know me and deal with me on a daily basis may have noticed an unsettling trend: I’ve been downright chipper. My mood has been pleasant, my demeanor groomed, and yet there is a problem.
I lack a creative impetus.
Now, rather than engaging in a lengthy discussion as to whether or not this is the sign of a serious mental illness, I will instead simply say the following. Bear with me. I will be the miserable bastard you’ve all come to know and begrudgingly love soon enough. Failing that, I will abandon all current endeavors and write a children’s book. I’m not really sure what on earth a children’s book by me would be about. Friendly cultural evils?
At any rate, I will take this window of sunshine in my normally overcast outlook as something of a vacation. Gone fishing. Back soon.
RJC
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