A small subset of the already small subset of people who actually read this blog have had a particular interest in my plans to write a novel. A good number of them have been so kind as to volunteer to proofread drafts of the first few chapters, and you guys have been awesome. And I’ve gotten a good number of questions about when they’ll be getting the next chapter. Well, I’m sad to say that the last chapter I sent out was the last thing I worked on in the book. I totally fell right off working on it once the Fall Semester started up and I’ve not put a solid minute of writing into the thing since I stopped.
Archive for June, 2010
If you’d had me in your blog reader or as a friend on Facebook or whatever, you might have noticed I’m back to writing again after a very long silence. So, I’m sure someone who has been checking for activity so long might wonder what I’ve been up to. Well, a lot, actually. And I’ve got a very good reason for why my blog writing and novel writing went to a trickle, really.
For this article, I’m requesting that the reader set aside their preconceptions– I kind of always do, but this time, I feel I have to be quite vocal about the importance of this to understanding where I am going with it. In this case, I’m going to be discussing something that really doesn’t seem to be thought about or discussed openly, even in some of the most avant-garde and bohemian philosophical circles. Maybe the issue is considered settled among them, but I’ve not quite had it explained to me well.
The subject is Time itself.
(This post started one way, and mutated and mutated– it was supposed to be more structured than it ended up, and what it ended up being was essentially a stream-of-consciousness reflection on the state of the world. As a result, internal consistency may not be entirely ensured– I jump from place to place, and quite frankly, I didn’t get any sleep before I write this. Take it for what it is, and read it when you have a long amount of time to spend. About halfway through it, I think I have a bit of a religious experience in there, and that’s why I go on at length about the value of humanity there. I’ll probably do more like this in the future.)
Dear World,
What can I say? We’ve got a lot of problems. Not between you and me, necessarily, but I mean… the World’s problems become my problems because I have to live here. I don’t feel like blaming anyone for anything. I don’t think any individual causes any single problem, but I think we all (including myself) at least contribute in some way.
