Poking Holes in Reality - the ReBoot

Truth is not found, uncovered or unmasked. It finds its way unbidden,  Alights on fingertips outstretched, Seeking those who quietly listen, With clear eyes, clear mind, clear heart. Unfettered by the noisy cacophony of me and mine, Of take and use, wants and needs, they and them,  Love and hate, small and great. Truth flutters out of reach of grasping hands, Hands that would bend, twist, pervert and invert. Truth flees from all of this and more, Arriving breathless, With the hope of being known. Julie Serroul

 Hello,  This is a re-boot of my previous blog, Poking Holes in Reality. Hopefully, I'll stick with this a little longer... my last attempt dribbled away into nothingness.  Resuming my hobby of writing has been like hitting Refresh on my happiness page. I had plenty of other things in my life to bring me joy, but not having writing as an outlet made me... incomplete. So, I will attempt not to be too boring to any eyes that may find themselves here as I let you in on all my little projects and scribbles. Finishing my novel was my first goal and I've completed the first draft. I'm still editing it, of course, and will continue to do so as comments from my first group of volunteers/victims read it and provide their feedback. I'll give other updates on that project if they arise. For now, I will say that it is a Dark Fantasy set in a terrible future version of our world. Meanwhile. I'm also scratching out some poetry and working on a short story which is a continuation ...