Is this thing still on? Can anyone hear me?
How’s it going, Modern Philosophers? Have you missed me? Sorry to suddenly disappear from the blogosphere without warning, but life happened.
There’s just been so much going on in the world lately, which caused my brain to overload. When that happens, I not only have to deal with smoke constantly shooting out of my ears, but I also have difficulty finding a focus and a voice for my thoughts.
Because of that, I shy away from the blog. I prefer to take the time to sort through my thoughts and be sure of what I want to say, rather than just throwing something up there to get views and a reaction. That way, I’m not simply adding gasoline to an already flammable situation.
Always remember: A Modern Philosopher adds to the conversation, and does not make the conversation about him or her.
I’m not going to dive into anything controversial right now, even though I’ve had plenty of time to gather my Deep Thoughts, sort them into neat rows, and prepare them for a journey through the interwebs.
Instead, I’m just going to say that I’m always thrilled, and more than a little surprised, when I wake up every morning to find that the world is still there outside the windows of The House on the Hill.
My Inner Screenwriter desperately wants to do a rewrite of 2020. There’s too much going on right now, and it’s all just a little too unbelievable.
If you want the audience to buy the story, there can’t be so many chaotic events happening simultaneously. It pulls the audience’s focus, thins out the story lines, and makes it nearly impossible to wrap up the tale in a satisfying manner.
Right now, I just expect a meteor to appear out of nowhere, collide with the Earth, and destroy all life as we know it. That would be the only logical Third Act climax for a story that already has an excess of antagonists and no clear cut hero.
I feel like I’m living in one of those over the top disaster miniseries the networks would air over three nights during May sweeps. I want to fire my agent for casting me in this project, and never step in front of the camera again.
Somehow, amidst all the chaos, I’ve managed to find some normalcy in my life. I’ve spent the past six and a half weeks working a front line job that has had me a bit nervous, while at the same time, making me feel like I’ve been doing a small part to make things better.
On Wednesday, after 75 days, I finally returned to the old desk job that pays the bills while I build my writing empire. It was nice to be back in my quiet office, away from the chaos, and just have a moment to myself.
I had left them behind when I vacated my office, never expecting to be gone for so long. I knew they could take care of themselves in my absence, but I still felt bad about not bringing them home.
As it turns out, Doc turned my work computer into a time machine, and then Han tinkered with it to make it the fastest time machine ever created. The two of them traveled through time for 75 days, ran afoul of crime lords, avoided bounty hunters, and raised some hell all over the timeline while they waited for me to show my face again.
Even though the world seems intent on burning down around me, I’ve managed to keep up my running routine and work on my writing. I’m now on Chapter 13 of my novel, and I’ve found that writing a love story that takes place during Christmas is very therapeutic.
If you’re having trouble dealing with the current state of the world, I would highly recommend that you throw yourself into writing a novel. It might not make the outside world any better, but it gives you a new world into which you can disappear until it’s safe to deal with reality again.
Hang in there, stay safe, and look out for that meteor I mentioned earlier…
Do you have any secrets for coping with the chaos?