I apologize for being absent awhile and neglecting my blog posting duties, but the holidays are a bit difficult for me. Yeah, I don’t really have family to spend it with, just Ma, and Christmas in a nursing home is not the most festive of locations to celebrate at. Not for me, it’s not. And the Rogues pretty much have their own lives and people to spend it with. So I spent the holidays alone, holed up in my shitty apartment, still struggling to make a dent in Fade to Black. No, I couldn’t even make Kenny Black hang out with me.
Sure, when I was living in New York, things were different. I was editor for a big fashion magazine, had a fiancée who was a runway model, and I was never at a loss for something to do, an event to attend, high-rollers to hang with, and so on. The only problem with that lifestyle is that you lose yourself. You lose sight of what’s important to you. You’re just another face in a superficial crowd.
When Ma’s health began to fail, I finally realized what was important and where I needed to be. And it was not in NYC, it was back in Daytona to help care for my mother. Victoria exposed her true nature and decided that status was more important than love. Well, I guess it never really was true love, was it?
Yes, things have been difficult in my time back in Daytona, but I’m hopeful for the future. I’m excited about my new writing direction. And l’m thankful that returning to Daytona has found me a new family. My writing family, the Rogues Gallery Writers.
And 2012 will be our year!!!
~ David Haas