A Note About the Blog

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

A few months I guess. Since August, at least.

Sorry about that.

I’ll level with you all- things aren’t exactly great right now. 2023 was a hard enough year as it was. I’ve experienced death, illness, anxiety, loss and no small amount of personal upheaval. I won’t fuck around with all the fancy therapist language or try to pin all of this on one thing or another, except to say things are a bit fucked right now and I’m not especially well. I’m doing my best to hold things together but each day is a bit of a superhuman act to keep it together. There’s been a lot of struggle. No shortage of tears or skipped heartbeats. But there’s no rest to be had. Never is.

Things in the Real need looking after and that will fall to me until suddenly it doesn’t. I’m not much for scrying so I have no idea how long that’s likely to last. All I can say is that I’m in a position where I’m on the tracks staring down a few trains and the only thing to be done is let them hit me and hope there’s enough of me after to rebuild. I know that sounds dire and dramatic. And yes, things could probably be worse. But like Alice standing on the rooftop of the hospital, sometimes life feels like a cold plunge with no guarantee of a pool below to break your fall. You just have to leap, curl into a ball and let the cold hands of night take you where they will.

Alice has always been a story about absence. Every character is trying to make up for some gaping hole inside. I hope someday we’ll learn how Alice, Pale Horse and the rest figure that shit out. But before they can progress much further, I have to figure some of that out for myself too.

This domain will remain active in the interim for any who wish to read prior ep’s. I hope to return to this story sooner than not. I still have another hundred pages or so of content that can be broken up and posted at a similar pace to what was being done before. I’d like to put that up at least.

Thanks always for your patience. Hope to be back soon.