Okay, look, I admit it. Inspiration has been hard to come by these days.
If you read the blog regularly, this probably isn't news to you, since I haven't posted in over eight months. (Whoops.) But what can I say? Some days you want to write, and some days you want to put on soft pants and watch Hulu marathons for twelve hours straight.
And some days, those latter days happen every single day for eight months worth of days.
There are probably a few reasons I could point to on why inspiration has been lacking lately. I had some Major Life Upheaval in 2016, and it's been hard to get back on track, creatively speaking. But it's hard for me not to write, ideas get backed up and boxed in, and it's frustrating as hell, especially when I have so many things I should be working on. Post-Apocalypticon has really stalled. I should have finished a new draft of my new play, The Depths, before the new year. I've got the front and back cover designs for the second Na Akua book, but no words to put between them. My friend and favorite collaborator, Steven Luna, and I have been toying around with a few projects, and we haven't been able to get any of them going.
I have so much to do, so much I want to do, and almost no drive to do it.
So enough is enough. It's time to get back in the driver's seat and find some inspiration.
Enter New York City.
I've been fortunate enough to be given an opportunity to spend the next six weeks in Manhattan, and I've decided to take it, as sort of a self-imposed creative residency.
I'm just, like, so Bohemian, I can hardly stand it.
I tend to find inspiration in the creative work of others, and I can't think of anywhere in the world better suited for cultural exploration than New York City. I landed in Manhattan last week, and my goal for the next month and a half is pretty simple: see some shows, listen to some music, visit some museums, bop around the city, and write, write, write.
And I want to take you with me.
I'll be sharing some of my favorite finds here on the blog, and I have no doubt I'll be posting like mad on my Instagram and Facebook accounts. So strap in, hold tight, and watch out for rats. The summer residency starts now.
It's gonna be a hell of a summer.