So the world has become a strange place, a surreal black comedy remix of Orwell-Huxley dystopia. We have made a smoothie out of every science fiction and cyberpunk fever dream we could pry off the page, scrape from strips of celluloid, or parse from the digital stream then drank deep of the sour-sweet sludge that oozed from the pour spout. We were offered four free boosters with each additional booster after that adding a dollar to the cost… and we replied “What the hell, put them all in there, do you still have murder hornets?”
It’s been rough, and despite our semi-united territories seemingly deciding that everything is OK if we pretend it’s OK… It’s probably going to get rougher.
But anyway… I’m sick of my creativity and drive being paralyzed by existential dread. Time to make some things happen. I have a couple things in motion, building a little momentum. A few creative projects (one secret) to get going with. So in the days to come I’ll talk about some of them here, and maybe show a few things off as they develop.
Except the secret project. I’m going to be real obtuse about that for a while.