Spork in the Road

So June’s about over and while I didn’t quite get to eighteen posts in twenty some odd days, I should be right around fifteen or so by the end of the month. I’ll take it. Thanks to everyone who’s continued to come by. I’m doing my best to come up with new material and I’m about to take things in a little different direction.

One thing that has bothered me a bit about doing this is my tendency to fall back on reviews or news about the entertainment industry. It’s no secret that I’m a former film student so I do have some knowledge in that area. However, a very small part of my leaving film school had to do with the world’s explosive obsessions with said industry. I agree it can be fascinating and it is a necessary thing but the end to which it is taken by some (Does Paris Hilton actually have a purpose…seriously?) bugs the crap out of me. If I write incessantly about it then I’m just another jerk with a laptop, a web address and an opinion.

I don’t want that. But I am a writer so in the end my next choice is go in a little more personal direction with this. It’s somewhat fortuitous that I’m working on changing a few things right now and I’ll write about those in the coming days.

It is also growing more likely that I’ll start publishing some works of fiction here. This won’t happen any time soon (by soon, I mean it won’t be days…weeks maybe but not days). It’s one of those things I’m going to have to be completely comfortable with so I won’t head into it lightly. Anyway I’m still chewing on it.

The bottom line I suppose is that from here on out Fading Daylights will have more to do with who I am and what I’m doing then what I think. The web doesn’t need any more opinions and I believe there are better ways for me to use this. I hate feeling like I’m not doing my part, even if it’s just a tiny little blog with four of five readers, most of whom are related to me.

So that’s that. I’ll be back tomorrow with a minor little tale that’s liable to throw some in my family through a bit of a loop. As I said a few days ago, fish out of water stuff can be fun especially if the fish is voluntarily jumping out of the bowl. Take care.

Addendum:

Don't you just love the word "spork"?