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Wednesday, 31 May 2017

The Long Away

It's funny finding something of yours online that you almost forgot entirely. You see like one sees an ex-partner: you recognize; they remember; but time and experience has rendered the both of you nearly unrecognizable.

That's the way I felt seeing Elliot at the Kitchen Table.

It was a part of my life for so long, yet one day I said enough was enough. No reason beyond that. Life, maybe, was getting in the way. My bouts of depression were making it harder to write and generally function. My son was starting grade school, and I was working more hours than I ever had. And not in industries I enjoyed--just the ones that paid a regular check.

Fulfilling, they were not. Soul-sucking. Spirit-crushing. But there was a check every two weeks. That was the perk.

You know--a real world job.

Yet here we are: close to three years later after my last post. Maybe it's time to indulge again in this child's dream, even if the typewriters are spending more time in the closet than on the desk now, and that my hair is a little thinner on top than it was before.

I guess this is a long winded way of saying: New Material in 2017.

That's not all from Elliott at the Kitchen Table.