Fat Mogul vs. The Roadtrip

Sure, it’s been about a month since I went off on a big ol’ roadtrip down to the south lands, but to me, it feels like it was just a week ago…probably because, of course, I’m writing this well before it gets published.

The decision to hop in a car and drive 2400 miles over the course of a weekend was one I had been considering for a while by the moment I actually made the decision, but the consideration was more of a fleeting thought from time to time, not an actual consideration.  In fact, I frequently forgot that I was thinking about it.

So, when the time for this family reunion (the catalyst for this whole thought process) had come, the decision really felt like it was being made quickly.

In case you didn’t figure it out from my little piece of flash fiction a few weeks back, there was a lot involved in the decision to pretend I still had the stamina of a much younger Adam.  Most importantly, however, was just to get some time alone to think…something you might be surprised to learn isn’t in high supply in a house filled with kids and animals and televisions and…well, you get the point.

What I found, instead, was stories.

Sure, there was a bit of that self reflection that I was looking for, but ultimately, I found myself thinking of all sorts of stories I wanted to tell…which is difficult to deal with, considering the fact that I don’t have the time to write any longer and was looking for ways to ignore my writing needs and just focus on the whole adulthood bs.

So…here’s the thing.  I came off this trip with another 3 books I want to write…much more thoughtful slice of life pieces, things that I can’t get out of my head…knowing that I still need to come up with some way to actually get paid in general.

Which caused me to realize something I realize all too often: I have to be a writer.

I was wanting this trip to signal the end of this whole silly foray into creativity…but instead it served as a sort of muse.

I’m still working out the specifics of this whole game, but needless to say, I still haven’t kicked the habit…no matter how much i try.

Have fun out there!


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