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Has it really been a year? (Nearly two, apparently)
11 years ago
Holy crap, where has the time gone?
Into the past would be the obvious answer. To offer more of an explanation, it has gone into focusing on completing the pair of Associate of Science degrees I have been working on for no few years. This summer the time went into traveling to Canada and enjoying time with my fiancee. Both of which are little excuse for my lack of writing.
So, let's be honest, I got lazy. I fell victim to the allure of Minecraft and various other video games, as well as began the awful habit of reading comic books. (I saw awful only because it has only increased the chasm in my mind between the two media of print and art I wish so desperately I could bridge myself.)
But never mind. Excuses are, in the end, only excuses. I have been undisciplined in the craft and it has since fallen into disrepair and out of habit. I desire to change this. I should change this. Challenge the shadow of my mind with keyboard and pen in hand and force it out into the light.
Bah. I have no more to say on the subject. Only actions matter at this point. If you're still reading this, I thank you for offering me your time and I hope to soon reward it soon with more than mere tidbits of well typed drivel.
Into the past would be the obvious answer. To offer more of an explanation, it has gone into focusing on completing the pair of Associate of Science degrees I have been working on for no few years. This summer the time went into traveling to Canada and enjoying time with my fiancee. Both of which are little excuse for my lack of writing.
So, let's be honest, I got lazy. I fell victim to the allure of Minecraft and various other video games, as well as began the awful habit of reading comic books. (I saw awful only because it has only increased the chasm in my mind between the two media of print and art I wish so desperately I could bridge myself.)
But never mind. Excuses are, in the end, only excuses. I have been undisciplined in the craft and it has since fallen into disrepair and out of habit. I desire to change this. I should change this. Challenge the shadow of my mind with keyboard and pen in hand and force it out into the light.
Bah. I have no more to say on the subject. Only actions matter at this point. If you're still reading this, I thank you for offering me your time and I hope to soon reward it soon with more than mere tidbits of well typed drivel.
