I have been writing.
Excited? I am.
Two collaboration projects on the go:
1) Parkviol (reincarnated from a harrowing few months on the back burner. Reason for its relegation to the nothingness of modern day purgatory: Zilch)
2) As yet titled, structured, or really even thought out, but still so damn awesome.
And of course my personal forays.
A continuously growing stack of everything from the poetic to the nonsensical to the ramblings of a man who should quite possibly be institutionalized. But I digress.
The core of my putting pen to paper lately being a concept I have flirted with for years, while putting absolutely no effort towards whatsoever. But the pieces are falling into place. Baby steps Pat. Baby steps.
I would love to exclude these self pitying rants (well lately obscure, scattered, relatively short ideas laced with self disgust and an ever fading sense of metaphorical drowning) I leave here for you to read, but they are so few and far between these days I feel compelled to acknowledge them.
I have again returned to my whole not sleeping gig. So I am not entirely sure how well my sentences are flowing here. Might pop by later for a little revision. I doubt it though.
Back to reading, of all things, the Qu'ran (Why spell-check isn't recognizing this as a word is beyond me). The last of my first three source materials.
And onwards I write...(Thats almost catchy)
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