Alright. I haven’t dear-diaried in a while. Here goes.
Magic
I enjoy stage magic a lot more. I still suck at the pass, but I can do one well enough. More importantly, I can pull one off for an audience of just one person. But that’s not what’s important.
I really finally feel like I’m making friends through the magic club. Last year I was able to attend the Austin Magic Auction and purchase a good deal of “bigger” magic. No sawing women in half big, but some good foundations for stage work. I’m edging closer to the things I loved watching as a kid. I’m happier this way, too.
Music
This site used to be a showcase for my music ! Well, here goes!
The above was conceived, composed, and filmed in a 24 hour span. Some of it sucks. I’m strangely proud of the rest.
Fiction
Every time I finish a story, the market for that genre closes due to an overabundance of submissions. That’s alright. I’ll just stockpile the finished pieces and submit when the chances open up again.
Perversions of Reason
I like tarot cards. I don’t believe in any forces behind them. To me, they are 78 or so beautifully crafted pieces of pasteboard given really vague adjectives. I like to use those adjectives to pick my own brain when writer’s block strikes.
Tarot cards also seem to make some happy balance between my vices. Magic (cards). Fantasy (divination). Creativity (writing tools).
In summary
I don’t even remember the last time I tasted a drop of alcohol. The only TV I watch is boxed sets of Friday the 13th: The Series to help me fall asleep. It’s not that I don’t have any vices. Mine just happen to be very productive vices.
