Well then.
I'm doing well, you know, wheels are turning, something something something different toilet. Good to hear. Yes, it surely has been. Where the hell have I been? Yeah, I guess that is a fair question, innit. I'm not sure I'd go so far as to say I stopped visiting this place because I got busier; while that may be true (and in fact, certainly is, to a certain degree), it's not truly the reason for the extended absence. No, that comes down to
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Yeah, the drop-down menus took me a while. Hope you enjoy 'em. Please also click on the headers for each page, as they contain a photo that introduces the section.
This is starting to come together in a way that I'm becoming proud of, which is fun. The poetry feels really rocky, the fiction feels slightly less so, and the third section feels a bit more empty than I'd like, but it's definitely pushing me create more, which is what I want. The truth is, my most profound goal of this is to begin a conversation with you, whoever you are. I was talking to a friend recently. They said that they had a friend who was a painter, who had made a potentially empty offer of giving her one of his (the painter's) works. She said she actually did want to take him up on it, but didn't think there was really anything behind the offer, so wasn't going to push it. I encouraged her to do the opposite - to ask, honestly, for a painting. Maybe offer to pay for it. Why? Because whether or not the offer was empty, what could an artist possible dream of if not to have someone ask for their work? That's kind of what I mean by saying I want to start a conversation. I know it's a little bit uncomfortable to admit that you're reading this, and it's probably even more difficult to approach me about a particular piece. But, in case this helps you overcome that: there is absolutely nothing that would make me happier or more proud than to be approached about anything on this website. So if you have even any semblance of an opinion, or a comment, or a suggestion, or a critique, or anything at all to say, I want to let it be known that if you do reach out to share that, it will most definitely make my day, and probably more than that. If you don't say anything, that's cool too. In that case, I won't know who you are, which is really more than fine, but since I won't be able to tell you individually, let me say this here, anonymously and publicly: thank you, very much, for reading. Hiya. Thanks for coming!
Obligatory note about just doing this for the first time: We'll see how this goes. My first challenge is figuring out how to integrate older material without just uploading everything at once. So for a while, at least, things may seem to lack chronology. I'm just working on forming a base first, then I'll sort everything else out. Ideally, in the future, new material will be uploaded as it's created. Speaking of ideals: I don't really know what my intentions here are. Mostly, I want to store my written energies somewhere that, as much as it pains me to admit, is a bit more secure than the red notebook I carry around (and is the URL's namesake). If nothing else, this should accomplish that. It should also push me to consider what I do in a more artistic light: things take on different meaning when you release them to foreign eyes and ears. I struggle with the question of who art is for: the artist, or the public? For me, it's been impossible to consider what I've created to be worth anything to anyone else, because no one's ever heard or seen any of it, excepting brief moments of sharing. But if I'm committing to putting this out there, then I actually like the notion of needing to refine things to a certain degree, to level the playing field in a sense. I don't mean sterilize: I mean refine. There's a difference, and I'll work hard to stay on the right side of that line. I have a life goal to publish something creative. Maybe a book, maybe an anthology, I don't know. This feels like a reasonable step in that direction. |
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