Your friend Traveling Jack hasn’t given up blogging or forgotten about you and the joint that started the ride.
He still lives, breathes and writes albeit in other places but not without regard or thought for those who only know him here.
Sometimes he thinks about writing with the sort of blistering honesty he hasn’t used in quite some time.
It is not because he doesn’t want to or hasn’t felt the need in forever because he has but there are consequences to opening yourself up in that manner.
Consequences that you can’t control or predict with the sort of accuracy one would like.
You could end up as Ozymandias or the Passionate shepherd–maybe both.
The Undying Blog
So here at The Undying Blog we reaffirm that which we haven’t said in forever.
We say that those who remember the days of Judy, Hamilton Guy and Willie remember a love that doesn’t just flame out and go away no matter what others may say.
We say that ring of fire burns and that you have to make an active choice to follow or ignore.
The decision isn’t simple or easy and at this time doesn’t require a life long commitment nor does one decision preclude making another.
But that is now and who can say what we will experience down the road.
Maybe the words of the prophet shall come back to haunt us or maybe they shall lead to healing.
And let us say, “amen.”
Let us say some loves last and some fizzle but even those that fizzle can spark up again and remind us of the warmth they can provide.
And that warmth can be felt and seen, like a star in the night sky it can help you find your way back.
Confusion may accompany it, but only that caused by a refusal to take action.
What to say, how to say it.
So much more complicated as kids age.
Yes it is.
Yay. Glad to read your thoughts again. I used to blog about my children and now that they are well into their teens (and one married, eek) they scream in terror if I think about using them in a Facebook post. I’m trying to wind up the first draft of a novel. Because it’s not a super duper bestselling ending, it’s dangling by a rope slowly suffocating. I need to finish the thing and then rework the crap out of it. Lots of Lone Ranger writing that I’m finding hard to settle down and do with all the other distractions of life. Hope whatever you’re working on is going well. TTFN
It goes so quickly. My youngest is 14 and my oldest is a hair short of 18 so I have to be cautious about what I share. The good thing about semi anonymity is I can do it here if I choose. But I tend to spend most of my time at the other joint so this one gets left behind.
I hear you about the book. I have a couple I need to finish. I have no good explanation for why I haven’t just pounded out the end and wrapped it all up.
After my dad died in July I thought I might do it, but just haven’t had it.
I’m sorry about your dad. Nothing is easy about losing a parent, no matter how long or how good the years were.
“You shall know the truth, and it will make you odd.†Flannery O’Connor