It's been... Man. A year? Ish? Since I wrote something. I mean, honestly wrote something that wasn't a one-liner or a quick blast that didn't matter.
I wrote a couple blog posts about a year ago on my friend +Lydia Albin
's blog, but there were some hosting errors and those went poof. Even the Wayback Machine doesn't have them, which makes me kind of sad. They weren't hugely important, but they were some sort of proof that I'd written recently.
I just know that right this instant, I need to write. So I guess this is me doing that. It's been a while since I've done that. My authorial voice is like some distant memory. Frankly, if it's the one from my old LJ blogs or (even worse) my long-defunct website, that might be for the better. We change, as humans, from moment to moment, and I am a vastly different person than I was last year, let alone ten years ago.
Sure, there are tons of similarities. I still game (not as much as I'd like), I still hang out with my friends (see prior), I still work at the Renaissance Festival in the summers (who would have thought I'd go from surly and arrogant Captain of the Guard to merchant), and once more I write.
At least, I hope that the last one stays true. I feel some strange need to write, so that's what I'm doing.
Perhaps it's because my creative side has been so lacking for so long. I haven't acted in any real capacity in years, I haven't sang for an audience since I did Our Town at Carlow three years ago (was it seriously that long ago? Gods).
So, I'm writing. On G+, of all places, probably because it may not reach as many people as on FB, but I know the folks here will at least make an effort at reading it, maybe even respond, rather than ignoring the wall of text or just hitting "Like" and moving on in their world of clickbait "journalism" or game posts (not that I'm innocent of posting those).
I suppose this post is just me saying "OK, Erik, you need to write again. Go all stream of consciousness-esque and let whatever flows from my brain to the keyboard just work itself out. No real point to it, just a big ol' "HEY, WORLD, I CAN DO THIS. I think. Maybe. i guess..."
So here's to me writing. Even if it's just about the fact that I'm writing, despite not having done it in a while. Hopefully I can make this into a regular thing. And, y'know, develop my authorial voice again.
Only this time I hope I'm not as whiny. Good god was I whiny.