I've had Jack Bauer on my mind since 2005. Lately, he's taken a back seat to other things.
Let me start off by saying this isn't an announcement that this site is closing its doors. I'm not done cracking wise about the world of "24." But lately, I've been overwhelmed by some amazing but drastic changes in my life. Lately, I've sat down to write about "24" and I found I have little to add. And then I think about other things I want to write about and I find myself also at a loss for words.
I'll confess something to you all- writing is my therapy. It's not that I work out my problems through writing, but the act of communicating with you is something I find cathartic. I really have benefited from having this outlet over the years- through tough times and many personal travails. So, here I am at a high-water mark in my life-- I have a life that is by no means perfect or "done" but I've been on a winning streak since May that has been ridiculous. I'm content right now- I'm not restless and I'm not "working shit out" through my writing. To be painfully blunt, I feel like I've become stale in my happy state.
Maybe this is the beginning of a state of unrest that will motivate me to write something interesting again-- the calm before a new storm. That would be great (for my writing, at least), but it's too early to say. I still have a lot to say, but I'm trying to figure out how to transition my thoughts into something interesting (and maybe even humorous).
Comedy is a charm game- I've been wooing you for years now, trying to get you to laugh and like me. You've been extremely generous in your praise and loyalty, and I am truly grateful for your kindness. But I've done the Jack Bauer schtick for a good while now- and while Jack is still a worthy subject of humor, I'm looking for something new to add to the discussion here.
The cool thing is that this is my site and I can focus on anything I choose. But I also want to engage you, not lose you to videos of cats engaging in acrobatic feats. Hey, come back!
You may be reading this and thinking "Okay, so what's he saying?" I'm not saying much, and that's the problem! I'm like Billy Joel during the time around his An Innocent Man album- what the deal with that guy? He married Christie Brinkley and wrote songs about absolutely nothing! So, here I am, adjusting to a good life where I've been conditioned for so long by chaos. Ah, we should all have these problems, eh?
So, I'm taking a knee- sitting out the next play or two to gather myself for the next effort. I'll probably wander about for a few days and return with a piece that is completely unanticipated. Ideas are simmering in my head, but I can't find an angle on it yet. I hope I have something worthwhile for you soon. One thing is certain- I am not coming here to fill space and give you mediocre effort. I respect you too much to waste your time.
Feel free to weep and tip over your tables in disgust in the meantime. The comments section here has given this site a whole new (and entertaining) dimension. But all I ask is for your patience as I figure out my next moves here at The Jack Sack.