Moving Ahead

Well, the cold seems to have mostly moved out of my chest and lodged itself firmly in my right ear. Fun times.

I've been thinking a lot about the Stover quote over there to the right, and trying to pin down how I'm achieving that goal in my writing. So far I'm just not sure. It's difficult to tell how the words will affect someone else, even though I've made a pseudo-hobby out of human behavior. Then again, it's also hard for me to not be viciously critical of my own writing, so I'm usually thinking, "People will hate this drivel." Anyway, I'll keep trying.

What's in a name?

I am terrible at keeping this thing going.

That being said, I'm going to try again. Maybe this time I can make it stick.

I was initially going to do another rehash roundup to restart this, but I've changed my mind. I did not start doing this to review movies I haven't seen. It's the kind of digression that I have allowed to pull my efforts along (and away from the point) for far too long.

TheLine is supposed to be just that, with myself as both a metaphorical volunteer army and a very strange Col. Travis. I've backed off from the challenge that it represents, and that makes me a coward.

Fuck that.

Maybe it's the maddening way this chest cold is hunting my sanity, but I think maybe I can stick with it this time. We'll see.