twister

I’m more of a nerd than I let on. But it’s 2018 and a surprising number of my friends are playing Dungeons and Dragons and they’re plenty happy to share about it on social media. So, I am emboldened and confess that I love reading epic fantasy. I adore it. I’m excited about world-building and dragons and unicorns and swords and magic. Twenty years ago, some of you might exclaim, “Nerd alert!” at this confession, but we’re in a day and age that celebrates imagination more freely than before. In other words, pop-culture has embraced it.

I generally read this stuff before bed. Then I turn the light off, lay back and I talk to God until I crash. Here’s a word-for-word transcript of one of our recent conversations:

I swear there’s a quote out there somewhere about joy and sorrow walking hand-in-hand. I just can’t find it, which means that I either stole it from someone I know, or I’m a genius and I made it up but can’t remember when or how. Really, either is fine with me.

I meant to write and post this more than a month ago. November 22nd marked ten years of very Much Later. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t capitalize very. Never have. Why? Because I’ve been told that “real writers don’t use that word” but it worked in the title. Ridiculous, I know. Is it a branding thing? A rebellion of some kind? Yes.

Talking to God: Cryptozoology

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Ten Years of very Much Later: BLOGIVERSARY