BrainClearingWindTunnel

A wind advisory incoming; batten down The Morkies. Disregard yesterday’s post…

Regard: I am not the writer this book needs me to be; such is the point of writing this book – the only way to become the writer who can satisfy the existential requirements of this book is to write the book so that I might become the writer incapable of writing the next book who becomes capable by writing that book and so on and so forth; to write is a calling of perpetual evolution. It can be painful sometimes, oftentimes.

(Seems to be the theme this week.)

One more thing: fairly certain that I won't publish deeper thoughts on AVENGERS: ENDGAME. Not out of shyness or anything, but I just don't feel like taking the time to write about it. Bottom line: Cap and Mjolnir was a moment for all moments; Thor was hilarious; Captain Marvel kicked 45 forms of ass and deserved a much better movie than her solo outing; and yes, damn it, I cried at the (multiple) end(ings).