Oak Street Wilds

It’s been a while since I’ve struggled with a page.  The last many number of pages have flowed well, possessed passable dialogue, and been highly enjoyable to create.  I simply sit down to make an Oak Street, and out pops a fully formed page with minimal critical, or even conscious, thought on my part.  This week’s (supposed) installment has been frustrating and forced.  In short, a struggle.  On top of all the other things clamoring for time and attention in my life, I don’t need to engage in a struggle with something that I do because I enjoy it.  So I’m taking a little break, and I’ll start over this weekend with a cleared dome-piece.  Or I’ll skip this chunk of the narrative.

Lame, I know.  But Note Time X was fun right?

The page will be up tonight or tomorrow morning alright?  It looks good though, so don’t you worry your pretty little heads about it.