Atlantis Rises

I know we\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’re all surprised that I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still alive (that\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s assuming anyone still reads this blog). Things have been a bit insane in my life. I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m finally starting to get back to a place where I can write. Atlantis 6 is high on my list of projects to finish.

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 Here\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s the thing about Atlantis, when I sit and write it, it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s very easy to write. The problem is it feels like popcorn, it tastes good with butter but it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s really not filling. Sometimes I wonder if it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s worth writing something like this. Then I realize who cares? As long as I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m having fun. But while I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m debating these things in my head I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m not getting writing done (meaningful or otherwise). So between the whirlwind that is my life and my internal turmoil about the terribly pretentious concept of writing having to be meaningful (sometimes I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m so Emo it makes me sad, which is ironic (not in an Alanis Morriset way either)) I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ve gotten nothing done.

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 So here we are again, me wanting to write, being close to finishing an issue and not being able to get it in the can. I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’d make some promise about actually writing but honestly I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m not sure I can keep one right now. So I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ll just say I haven\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t forgotten Atlantis and it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s coming.

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