You Can't Serve Two Masters

There's a passage somewhere in the Bible to that effect, the equivalent of the more recent "can't have your cake and eat it, too."

The whole poetry & comics thing is one example, where a couple of months back I was inspired to get back into the scene and start performing again, only to be cockblocked by life's twisty little turns. In the meantime, comic books have swallowed the majority of my free time, not to mention storage space, as my writing for Buzzscope has taken on a life of its own. (Check out my latest feature here.) There's just not enough time for both, which makes the increasingly rare outings to Acentos and Bar 13 that much more special when I can pull them off. Last night was particularly fun as I popped in late to drop off a crate full of chapbooks I'd collected over the years for them to give away, and hung out for a couple of hours after the show with Lynne, Oscar, Matt, Rich, Maria and a couple of others I can't recall. In some ways, it felt like cutting the final thread connecting me to that period of my life, and now it's purely about the people.

Which is cool in a kind of "if I can't have it, at least I get to eat it now and then" way.

Or something.

I have no idea what I'm trying to say half the time these days, unless it's about comic books! Speaking of, go here to see my newest fascination.

Two sleeps to New Orleans!