As I was saying…
Stellar’s Jay perched on a branch with red fruits.
Well, and here we all are, my friends. After the typewriters and photocopiers, after the VHS tapes, after the self-published CDs, the coffeehouse venues, the urban park music festivals. After the road trips and the late night runs to Denny’s and sneaking into the cemetery at night over the chain link fence when the gates were wide open. After dial-up bulletin boards, Usenet, GEnie, AOL, blogs, YouTube, and the glorious promise and ignoble dumpster fire of social media. After the adventures, the horseback riding, the SCUBA, the marathons, after I crashed out of a 27-year career of arguing with people about computers with a chronic back injury (mine, not the computers’).
After the loss of family and too many friends over the years.
This is my Act III. The creation of a new work of art, something that sparks joy, provokes thought, or provides release is a worthwhile endeavor in these times, even if it touches only one other person; that is what I now believe. Jaycroft will be the rallying point for all my creative endeavors from here on out. Please be patient with me as my back pain, which comes and goes, limits my screen time.
“In this world of hate and anger, when it’s easy to destroy,
Every act of creation is an act of joy!”