It’s Been Years...

Hi Prose people. I have not written anything here in at least three years. I feel like a veteran returning home after a long war. I have been busy with life. That whole pandemic thing got in the way of any creative writing I wanted to do. Interestingly enough, I have gone through a metamorphosis of sorts: I am a completely different person than I was in 2020.

If the past three years could be simplified into a laundry list of events, it would go like this: quit my job as a bouncer; finished my degree in History; got my Special Ed credentials; worked as a teacher at a horrible school; cheated on my wife; coached football and got fired. Just reading this gives me an overwhelming sense of chaos, but I would not trade any of it.

It is nice to actually return to some sort of normalcy (not that my life before 2020 was normal). I feel like nothing has changed here. I see most of you still write poetry (even though the word "prose" means non-poetic writing). The monetization of our writings here was in its infancy three years ago. I think I put my Bitcoin book up for sale; no one is buying.

I guess I'm writing here because it must be done. I need this in my life. I need to be structured and creative. I need a connection to others like this. I need to be adored for my writing skills, instead of mildly appreciated for my other skills. I used to love posting and coming back to find reads and likes. It gave me a pleasure that teaching, coaching, and even my extra-marital affair could not. I miss being able to confer about projects with others here. So I am back. Stay tuned for the next post.