Sardines and Soundgarden

 So...Hi.

It's your favorite writer again. I've got a few things up my sleeve for this forum. Hopefully, you like them. I have an Episodic Series in the works. Meanwhile, I intend to fill the space with different things. Some will be mundane, some will be emotional (forgive me). Some will be rants and raving. Others will be future projects. Still, others will be the adventures of annoyance (personal). All of it is my version of reality TV. Poems, pisstivity, anger, and depths of love mixed with levels of me guaranteed to get on your damn nerves. Hopefully, it's enough to entertain and keep you in want for more of the good that comes of it. Tonight, in particular, I posted on my IG and my Facebook about me voting today. It was therapeutic and cathartically helped me dispel the heinous bullshit from my job. So it was definitely worth it besides the obvious importance to motivate and encourage others to use their one true power: voting. I'm not going to get into the politics of it. This is just about how today went and where I am with the writing. I needed some music and "settled" upon Cornell. If you hang around me long enough you'll hear me speak on music and its effects on everything and also how Chris Cornell helped me through a divorce. He also was the soundtrack for its trainwreck that followed and its subsequent phoenix-ing and new, much brighter days. So its Soundgarden and Sardines. Its sardines because I'm trying to eat better and the smaller the fish the less the mercury. (Although I'll probably only eat fish twice a week regardless.) This is my effort to begin the trek to the 125 years I often pray for. I'm 50 and honestly, the number hangs over me like the fucking death sentence that it really isn't. I'm working through it. I'm praying more even though my tongue is as violent as ever. (forgive me) One of the techniques I've come up with is to let the past be exactly what it is. I have turned into a Cornerback. Sure I get burned, but I let it sit in the back of the Nevermind. There, it doesn't get a tag or label. it gets a Hefty and I move the fuck on. So while looking up this and that (you know, "research" lol) I put on some Cornell, Soundgarden to be exact, the first album Ultramega OK, which is me right about now. I'm about to finish this 'Black Widow' comic and this album and head into tomorrow faithful that I'll give you more content to chew on and that I can survive the day. (is it always as dire as we make it?) I love you. keep reading. Keep hanging in there with me as I introduce you to new people, new characters on the journey with Episodic Fiction, the soon to be complete short story Le Doux Noir and maybe a poem or two. Let me know how you like what I put out and what tickles your fancy or makes you want to hate me even more. I love you and its Thursday in the ever-odd month of October.

Until we meet again,

Chay