Oh...the horror...

Yes, yes is has been a long time since I have posted anything, which is probably not that big a deal since I am likely the only person who ever logs onto this site. I feel like a third grader who painstakingly arranges and rearranges the Star Wars action figure collection that no one comes by to admire, like the millionaire who sits on his deck overlooking his Pacific Ocean, surrounded by the toys and trinkets that no one will ever see - not that I am comparing my ramblings to treasures of the likes I have never seen. No, it's just right about now, I recognize the fact that the main point of this blog, at least for now, is for me to write write write, something that I have actually done a rather poor job at doing since nearly a month has past since my last post. One (and I don't know which one...) may infer that this lapse of writing must mean that I have once again been pulled away from my writing in some way or another. I suppose that there is some truth in this, as work and other personal responsibilities have kept me from doing too much writing. But I have acutally done quite a bit of writing. I wrote a short story entitled "Body Parts," about a man who gets a brief respite from a mysterious bartender as he sits at a tropical resort, intent on drinking himself to death. Admittedly, it is terrible so far, but then again it is still in draft form. I got the idea as I was trying to brainstorm ideas about a horror screenplay that I was challenged to write. I don't really write horror, but I saw it as a challenge - one that I was looking forward to until I really started getting into it, and was contacted by the producer asking me to be his friend on myspace. Sorta creepy. But maybe that was point...