It has been two months since the conclusion of our first co-authored story, and two months since the election that has undoubtedly changed our country. Why we stopped writing is a mystery to me, although I would like to suggest some potential reasons.
1: The election results. Due to the election of now President Donald J. Trump (#notmypresident), you were initially too depressed to continue writing our silly stories – designed primarily for our own entertainment. Now, because of the political atmosphere you are distracted from writing by other obligations to defend the rights of fellow Americans, protest the insanity of the political scene, and to educate yourself with an arsenal of material to provoke conversation and potentially open the eyes of others. Perhaps, now that we have this new president, we can restructure our blog from fiction to a platform allowing us to provoke thought and conversation.
2: You no longer like me. Was I too much for you over the holidays? Did I overstep a line when we wore matching pajamas? Are you holding a grudge because my dog vomited in your bed? Perhaps I didn’t laugh at one of your jokes – I am obligated as your straight man. Was I not gracious enough when you cooked for me? Whatever the possibility, I express my sincerest apologies and hope to make it up to you with a round of naked yoga, bird calling, or an extremely large dish of ice cream, and then, continue our writing endeavors.
3: You were attacked by a magical creature. Is there a creature capable of stealing one’s memories? There must be! Why else would you have stopped our writing experiment? One day you were walking in the city, contemplating your next piece of writing, brainstorming how we should proceed, and suddenly, it swooped out of the sky and knocked all memory of this blog right from your head. Why else would you have left me hanging?
4: You ran away. We are certainly not the most well traveled pair. Maybe you decided it was time for you to embark on a hero’s quest. Exploring the great unknown you are traveling far and wide, north and south, east and west meeting a host of people opening your eyes to far better writing than ours, new ideas and views of others. Regardless of where you are travelling… WHY DIDN’T YOU INVITE ME?!
Well, those are my primary thoughts on where you could be, or what could have happened to our writing endeavor. Nonetheless, I felt it was time to pick up one pen and see what happens. I propose we begin again either with a new fictional story, or in a blog correspondence, or whatever else you may fancy. We still choose a day to post, and stay at approximately 500 words.
I hope you consider this proposal and pick up a pen. Please include if any of my above conclusions are correct (I am leaning toward 2 or 3 being most likely).