In light of the fact I haven’t updated in a while, and considering the effort it takes to make dry cynicism and moralistic preaching even semi-readable, I’m trying something new. Something to help me settle into a routine and keep my creative clock-work from winding down during Autumn weekends where all I really want to think about is how the Patriots are going to do on Sunday. “Something new” is a self-aggrandising term. “Something stolen” would be much more more accurate. I’m initiating the not-even-slightly-original idea of posting a short flash-fiction on a weekly basis, working on the theory that any sort of obligation, even a self-imposed one, will be good for me in the end.
Tomorrow could easily be the only time I do this. If that’s the case, be good sports and don’t rub it in.