The aftermath of all those fun vicissitudes–a part II blog post, if you will–and a voice from something deeper.
I simply owe too much
With all of those vicissitudes I mentioned in the last post (catch up here!), I’ve had to ask myself why it is I like creative endeavors and whether or not I want to keep doing it.
Definitely, yes. I’m in it for the Love.
There are too many good memories in my life of finding myself as a tweenager, teenager, and “twenty-ager” through reading beautiful stories that made me want to be a better person.
I can’t live with myself if I’m not at least trying to contribute something to this never ending story that we as a human race create.
I simply owe too much.
Just make a new plan, Stan
This is how things are unfolding. (But I make no promises that it will stay this way!) Continue reading