On Intermissions

I have to take a break from posting the last few chapters of the story, but don’t worry, I am churning them out. I just need more one-on-one time with them for a bit; they’re not ready to go out in the world; they have some growing up to do still. Until then, I want to use this space to write about topics that interest me, mostly just very public blunderings/diary entries that maybe I’ll regret sharing with the world. Basically just some comedy gold for you and a bit of shame for me, good trade off, right?

I am a big fan of intermissions. As an avid musical theater geek and rabid live music fan, I like what breaks do to an art form. I think they are necessary, they allow the artist and the audience to take in a beat, allow for something to simmer the way things need to in order to be ready to eat. I am trying to work on writing really good metaphors, can you tell? Is it working? Who knows? For the most part, a lot of what I have been writing has been under a tight deadline. I churned out seventy pages of a story in a few weeks, a story that I did not intend to be that long and was expecting to be done a while ago. But it isn’t. And it may not be done for a while longer. Even though it has been good for me to write everything out, in some ways, the act of writing about the past hasn’t entirely helped me live in the present. So that is what this place will be; it will be a space for me write about my present moment, a bit of an intermission, a bit of space away from the art that I have been creating and putting out for people to consume, a place for me to reflect on things on my own.