I thought that it would go a bit differently.

Having spent a good long while trying to suss out a fun new first micro short story for my interconnected series, I thought it was going to trigger a cascade of new ideas, or plot points that I could explore. Instead I struggled to capture what I wanted to say in any meaningful way, and that’s about it. No new material made itself apparent. Which sucks. On the upside it’s been read only once by someone other than myself, so I don’t feel all that terrible that I cannot seem to follow it up, or fill in any part of the extended universe around it. No harm, no foul I guess. I really thought that by scratching that itch, and doing the work to bring this lucid day dream to the written page that I might find a new source of inspiration to tap into. Maybe I need to find some autobiographical micro shorts to write about to really open myself up more. I am particularly more guarded now. Not sure if the Covid infections from previous years has anything to do with that. Neurological rewiring, and brain fog after effects. I don’t know. I do know that I have struggled to partake in a bunch of my old hobbies. Seems like a rich vein to explore if I feel like being more open about it.

Nevertheless it is Thursday, we are well into August, and Summer Break 2025 is more than half way done. The kids have done a fair amount of reading, running, and swimming. I am trying to organize a second round of eighteen holes of golf with my wife, and a couple friends. Given the lack of rain I think we might have the bonus of a higher than usual carry from bounces on the fairway. Not a fan of a serious run on green, but beggars can’t be choosers, right? I hope it materializes for us all. I don’t day drink, but I do like to venture out in a zig zag across a golf course every now & again. At best it’s all four of us, and second best it’s just my wife and I. I think it’ll be a lot of fun. I’m not all that serious about it. Best ball, scramble, three puts, worm burners, I’m there for it all baby!

I suppose in September I could start to explore some executive 9 hole courses nearby, as a four hour jaunt seems a little self indulgent for just me. Shank enough balls into the woods and I’ll get bored pretty quickly. I could just venture over to the driving range, and play mini putt afterwards. Samesies! Ha.

Hope you are all being safe this summer. I hope to see everyone back in the school yard come September 2nd, 2025. Ciao Bella!