...I will always come back...
I don't even know what that means.
How does a bad penny come back? And who would want one to? Who even uses pennies anymore except when they're adding to one of those 'add a penny, leave a penny' dishes at the gas station?
Anyway...
It's been too damn long.
For better or worse I had given up the blog to engage in more fruitful pursuits - namely to focus on my job and to write another book.
Truth be told, I couldn't balance it all; a new teaching assignment, a new writing venue, an always busy family life and as usual, a weird love life.
True, I am a reformed Catholic, but the guilt of being unable to keep up with my blog on a regular basis ate at my soul like that vulture chewing on Prometheus's liver.
Poor bastard.
I admit, I am prone to exaggeration. It's not like I stole fire from Zeus or anything but I did experience something that everyone experiences many times in their lives but I just couldn't take it anymore.
FAILURE
Truth be told, failure is a relative term and can only be gauged by the individual experiencing it (one guy's failure is another's lottery win) but here I was, pulling my hair out because I had done what I thought was everything to make my six month experiment a success and came up painfully short.
I did manage a number of things that have changed positively over the course of the last year and I will get into that next time, but publishing my book wasn't one of them - in spite of having secured an agent within 3 weeks of finishing it.
But I also haven't heard from her in almost a year.
That can't be a good.
So, here I am, in the middle of report cards and less than 7 weeks away from the end of my teaching term at which time I will go back to subbing until the end of the school year. This way, I can come home from work and leave the day behind me instead of feeling like a snail carrying its house everywhere it goes.
Sure, there will always be distractions - things that add to that journey, things that take precedence - like my stepmom's aneurism for example (that's another story) - but all in all, if I really believe that anything is possible - and yes, I still do - then it's time to get my act together and give it another shot.
So, here I go again - time for another six month experiment.
I'll be damned if I don't give 'er until the day I die...
P.S. It's good to be back...
