ABSTRUSE
Cirque du Freak
- Joined
- Mar 4, 2003
- Posts
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I know, I know...but this time I’m really going.
My offline life is taking it’s toll on me and Lit has become the monkey on my back that I have to rid myself of, not that the nit picking isn’t exhilarating.
I’m getting out more...for those of you who don’t know, I only leave the house if necessary. I need time to devote to family matters as well as to my mental health. I need to have a “Restoration” of my own. shameless plug.
I want to say that so many people here have touched my heart in so many ways. You’ve watched me struggle, put up with my surliness as well as my smart ass, caustic comments.I apologize if I stepped on any toes.
I will always be thankful for the special friendships I’ve made here over the past...however long I’ve been here...um okay....3/4/03....god what the fuck have I been doing with my life???
Oh yes, spending it here.
Now, it’s not that I haven’t had fun, I had a blast at times. How many women can say they were nominated for Pope???
Jeezus, I had a cyber cafe/bar for Christ’s sake filled with regulars and everything!
I got to roast Lisa Denton and the Gosling out in back of the joint.
I sparred with the Unitit and the Savage mail man and even got a story out of it....and a damn funny one it was it I do say so myself...and I do.
I got to write smut....and people read it too!
I met juan.*sigh*
I got to meet people from all over the world as well as the US.
I made fun of the Queen and Ivana Trump without facing jail time or getting a restraining order..
I got some great tips on books and movies, I learned more about politics and religion as well as other cultures.
I went to battle over in the GB.
I have had more fun at times than anyone should every be allowed to legally have and I did a lot of PMSL.
I learned how to be a better writer...see I didn’t say gooder.
I learned a lot about myself here also. I took a look inside and faced some of my demons and from that I came up with a story that actually won something. Holy shit Batgirl.
I also saw a side of me I didn’t like and at times I still don’t like. I slipped into a place so dark and dreary I swore I would never see the light again. At times I even reveled in it because it was comfortable and safe in my mind. I can see a sliver now.
This being said...Plopping up on a bar stool, lighting a cigar and pouring out a glass of bourbon.
I offer up a toast to you, all of you here. To the most tremendous gathering of brains and beauty anyone could ever hope to be a part of, it was indeed a tremendous honor to be allowed inside the AH and to be given the chance to meet some truly gifted writers.
That is what you are, you know. Never doubt it for a moment, even when the trolls attack and your muses have gone AWOL. It takes a certain kind of courage to write something that is a part of you and present it for all to see on a public forum. I hope you all continue to challenge yourselves and tap further into that amazing vein of creativity that lies deep inside you.
As a reader I’ve always wondered what it took to be able to conjure up magic with these crazy little symbols and squiggles that make perfect sense when they are clustered in groups and form a chain called sentences.
As a fledgling writer I was able to find out and once I discovered where to get my passport I was ready to travel wherever my imagination would take me. I’ll continue to write and whether anything comes from it or not, who knows. I just know it’s a part of me.
So here’s to you my friends, may you all find what you seek from life, may it treat you kindly, may you never be at a loss for words and use Oxyclean to remove the blood stains if needed.
Downing my drink, ashing my cigar and placing the keys to Abstrusions on the bar.
Well, this is the part where I say Farewell to all. I hope the Abstrusion’s thread stays alive and it can continue to be a meeting place for you Bohemian types, just keep the rules in place is all I ask. Add some pictures and poetry now and then, you can put a pool table in my office under the massive wall sized oil portrait I had painted of me glaring down at you with a wicked grin.
Okay, this is going to be a little harder than I thought and as much as I hate to admit having any emotions, I am welling up. I’m really, really going to miss you guys, more than you might know and more than I can explain at this time. Not to worry I won’t be alone, I’m taking Blackie Malone with me.
I leave you with the words and music of Patty Smythe:
“Yeah, I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, the nights are long
Guess it's better to say
Goodbye to you”
Taking one last look around the place....opening the door and stepping out into the sunlight...I think before we leave Blackie and I might go egg the GB...getting into a Big black ‘69’ Caddy convertible, sunglasses on, CD playing Siouxsie and the Banshees “New Skin” and no map to be found...I’ll let Blackie drive for a while so I can check out what I’ve been missing all this time...Ciao.
My offline life is taking it’s toll on me and Lit has become the monkey on my back that I have to rid myself of, not that the nit picking isn’t exhilarating.
I’m getting out more...for those of you who don’t know, I only leave the house if necessary. I need time to devote to family matters as well as to my mental health. I need to have a “Restoration” of my own. shameless plug.
I want to say that so many people here have touched my heart in so many ways. You’ve watched me struggle, put up with my surliness as well as my smart ass, caustic comments.I apologize if I stepped on any toes.
I will always be thankful for the special friendships I’ve made here over the past...however long I’ve been here...um okay....3/4/03....god what the fuck have I been doing with my life???
Oh yes, spending it here.
Now, it’s not that I haven’t had fun, I had a blast at times. How many women can say they were nominated for Pope???
Jeezus, I had a cyber cafe/bar for Christ’s sake filled with regulars and everything!
I got to roast Lisa Denton and the Gosling out in back of the joint.
I sparred with the Unitit and the Savage mail man and even got a story out of it....and a damn funny one it was it I do say so myself...and I do.
I got to write smut....and people read it too!
I met juan.*sigh*
I got to meet people from all over the world as well as the US.
I made fun of the Queen and Ivana Trump without facing jail time or getting a restraining order..
I got some great tips on books and movies, I learned more about politics and religion as well as other cultures.
I went to battle over in the GB.
I have had more fun at times than anyone should every be allowed to legally have and I did a lot of PMSL.
I learned how to be a better writer...see I didn’t say gooder.
I learned a lot about myself here also. I took a look inside and faced some of my demons and from that I came up with a story that actually won something. Holy shit Batgirl.
I also saw a side of me I didn’t like and at times I still don’t like. I slipped into a place so dark and dreary I swore I would never see the light again. At times I even reveled in it because it was comfortable and safe in my mind. I can see a sliver now.
This being said...Plopping up on a bar stool, lighting a cigar and pouring out a glass of bourbon.
I offer up a toast to you, all of you here. To the most tremendous gathering of brains and beauty anyone could ever hope to be a part of, it was indeed a tremendous honor to be allowed inside the AH and to be given the chance to meet some truly gifted writers.
That is what you are, you know. Never doubt it for a moment, even when the trolls attack and your muses have gone AWOL. It takes a certain kind of courage to write something that is a part of you and present it for all to see on a public forum. I hope you all continue to challenge yourselves and tap further into that amazing vein of creativity that lies deep inside you.
As a reader I’ve always wondered what it took to be able to conjure up magic with these crazy little symbols and squiggles that make perfect sense when they are clustered in groups and form a chain called sentences.
As a fledgling writer I was able to find out and once I discovered where to get my passport I was ready to travel wherever my imagination would take me. I’ll continue to write and whether anything comes from it or not, who knows. I just know it’s a part of me.
So here’s to you my friends, may you all find what you seek from life, may it treat you kindly, may you never be at a loss for words and use Oxyclean to remove the blood stains if needed.
Downing my drink, ashing my cigar and placing the keys to Abstrusions on the bar.
Well, this is the part where I say Farewell to all. I hope the Abstrusion’s thread stays alive and it can continue to be a meeting place for you Bohemian types, just keep the rules in place is all I ask. Add some pictures and poetry now and then, you can put a pool table in my office under the massive wall sized oil portrait I had painted of me glaring down at you with a wicked grin.
Okay, this is going to be a little harder than I thought and as much as I hate to admit having any emotions, I am welling up. I’m really, really going to miss you guys, more than you might know and more than I can explain at this time. Not to worry I won’t be alone, I’m taking Blackie Malone with me.
I leave you with the words and music of Patty Smythe:
“Yeah, I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, the nights are long
Guess it's better to say
Goodbye to you”
Taking one last look around the place....opening the door and stepping out into the sunlight...I think before we leave Blackie and I might go egg the GB...getting into a Big black ‘69’ Caddy convertible, sunglasses on, CD playing Siouxsie and the Banshees “New Skin” and no map to be found...I’ll let Blackie drive for a while so I can check out what I’ve been missing all this time...Ciao.
