I Don’t Have the Words

If you look at my latest posts, you’ll notice that, with the exception of the last one (which was wholly depressing), they’ve all been about my Versus posts. The reason for that is simple: I can’t think of something that I want to say on here.

The Versus posts are easy, especially since you wonderful people out there contribute to them. There’s very little to them and they only take a few minutes to throw together…. usually.

As far as other things go, I’ve been coming up empty lately. Maybe it’s because I’ve put in so much energy doing non-blog writing. I have multiple stories either in the writing or editing process that I’m hoping will be published soon. I also have plans to start writing more of them once these are finished. I love writing these stories.

I’m not feeling the love when it comes to blog posts lately, though. Nothing jumps out at me anymore. I used to see something and get excited about writing a post about it. Now, I feel like I have to put a post up every once in a while. To be honest, the only reason I’m even doing this post is because I forgot to upload the file I want to be working on to my phone.

I’ve gone through funks like this before, where I just don’t feel like posting anything. This one feels different somehow. 

Hell, I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up with an exciting idea for a blog post and this little post will look ridiculous. I highly doubt it.

But, you never know…

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A Bad Phone Call

Back in August, I was going through some of my old posts when I came across this one, about my old D&D gaming group. I hadn’t talked to any of them for eight to ten years. I felt bad about it, because I was pretty close with them for a while. So, I decided that, if I could, I’d try to find them again. Two of them I was pretty sure I could locate on Facebook, but I really only wanted to get back in touch with one of them. The other guy and I didn’t part under the best of terms.

After a quick search for the name of the guy I actually wanted to talk to again, I found him. I sent him a message apologizing for losing touch with him and asked him to message me back if he felt like reconnecting. I wasn’t expecting an immediate response, so it didn’t surprise me when I didn’t hear back from him right away. As the time went on, I figured he was mad that we had drifted apart and just didn’t want to talk to me. I gave up. At least I tried, I thought.

Then, I got a response last night.

The profile I had sent the message to was actually his son’s (they have the same name). His wife was the one who wrote back to me. She gave me her number and told me to call her because his story was too long for her to tell me over text. After hearing that, I wasn’t sure I wanted to know, because it was obviously bad, otherwise he would’ve been the one to get back to me. But, I had to know, so I called her.

It was weird hearing her voice again after so long. We made small talk while she walked outside so her kids couldn’t hear what she was talking about. Once more, I was dreading what I was going to hear. As soon as she was alone, she dropped the bomb on me. The guy I used to play D&D with, who I spent around 80 hours a week with for over a year, was in prison. While that was shocking enough, it wasn’t nearly as shocking as what he was in prison for. I won’t say exactly what it is, but I will say that, from what I’ve heard, it’s a crime that other prisoners will abuse you for committing.

Out of all the things she could’ve said he was in prison for, that was pretty much the last thing I expected her to say. I never would have thought him capable of doing something like that.

While I was still trying to process the first bit of news she told me, she dropped another bomb on me. The other guy, the one I had a falling out with, was dead. He died five years ago from colon cancer.

When I stopped hanging out with him, it was because he was battling an alcohol addiction. Normally, I wouldn’t abandon a friend when they needed help, but he, for reasons I will never know now, took all of his anger out on me. Every time he was drinking around me, which was most of the time, he’d get belligerent and nasty with me. He still resented me for moving away for a year to be closer to my family, he once told me, but the level of anger he displayed made me think it was something more than that. Although, what that could’ve been, I have no idea.

She told me that a few years after I stopped talking to him, he managed to get sober, and stay that way. Not long after that, that’s when he found out he had the cancer. That is horrible. He fought hard to get to sobriety only to fall to something even worse.

I wasn’t sure how much more I could listen to, but thankfully, she closed out the phone call with some good news. She had divorced the guy in prison and had found someone new. They got married around six months ago and were happy together. After all she’s had to endure, she deserves it. I sincerely hope things stay that way for her.

Versus: FG Wizard Results

Sorry I didn’t do this post last night like I said I would. I had a family emergency I had to take care of. Everything’s fine now, so here we go.

I asked for your nominations for Fiction’s Greatest Wizard. You gave them to me. I put them in a poll. You voted. And the winner is…..

GANDALF!

With an argument like he got, it’s easy to see why. It was deep and eloquent. Because of it, Gandalf garnered 31.6% of the vote.

Raistlin Majere and Merlin tied for second with 21%. Harry Dresden came in third with 15.8%. Harry Potter and Gromph Baenre tied for last place with 5.3%.

I wanted to thank everyone who participated, either in nominating someone or voting. I hope you all have had fun doing this.

Versus: Fiction’s Greatest Wizard

My last couple of post have been leading up to this one. I’ve been asking you all to submit your picks for who you think is Fiction’s Greatest Wizard. There are quite a few choices. Many wizards have captured our imaginations throughout books, movies, or video games. Boiling them down to one choice will be a difficult task, so we’ll let our poll try to sort it out for us.

The choices will be posted in the order I received them. One of them is from a guy I work with that doesn’t blog, but I’m not holding that against him. If his pick wins, I might even tell him about it. The argument I will put down for his pick will be a direct quote. Also, I’ll be leaving the poll open for two weeks.

djmatticus – Raistlin Majere. He defeated gods with his magic. Case closed.

Jodi Greenfield –  I would have to say that Harry Potter is my favorite because he started out as an ‘underdog’ and had to learn everything. Also, he was a Wizard with a good heart, and not an overblown ego. IMHO.

Juliette Kings – Myridden Emrys — or as he would later be known, Merlin in the “Crystal Cave” by Mary Stewart. I keep coming back to this book that I first read thirty years ago. Merlin is believable and real. Like all of us he has his frustrations and suffers to do what is right. He is the wizard of all wizards, but in a strange way I can relate to him.

Dan – Although I’ve fallen behind on the books, Harry Dresden from The Dresden Files because he flies by the seat of his pants and is a bit rough around the edges. I like that he’s a Private Investigator as well as a wizard and the crossover with both worlds throughout the books. Plus his Amazon Echo is a spirit friend who lives in a skull.

Guy I work with – “Gandalf. Because he’s fuckin’ Gandalf.”

Revis – Gromph Baenre. He’s the most powerful wizard among the drow, the most feared race in the Forgotten Realms.

 

Extension

I’ve had a couple of late entries into the Fiction’s Greatest Wizard ring, so I’m going to extend the deadline until Friday at 11:59 p.m. EST. If you want to tell us all who you think Fiction’s Greatest Wizard is, go here and tell us in the comments. Any entry left before the cutoff time will be put into a poll so everyone can cast their vote for who they think Fiction’s Greatest Wizard is!

A New Versus Battle Royale

It’s been a little bit since I last posted here. Between work, my family, and my other projects, I just haven’t had the time. I have a few minutes of freedom right now, so I figured I’d throw one up really quick. But, since I’m still under some time constraints, I’m going with a post that doesn’t require a whole lot of thought on my part.

A while back, I asked for everyone to leave a comment on a post telling me who they think Fiction’s Greatest Assassin was. There were numerous replies and I put those into a poll and had the reading audience decide who they agreed with. The people voted and the winner was chosen. I’d like to do that again, but with a different focus.

This time I want you to leave a comment with the name of who you think is Fiction’s Greatest Wizard. You can pick any fictional wizard, mage, sorcerer, or magician and give us at least a sentence or two on why you think your choice is the correct choice.

One week from today is when I’ll be gathering the names and putting them into a poll for everyone to vote. Like last time, to ensure fairness, I won’t be making my selection until after everyone else has picked.

So, let us know, people! Who do you think is Fiction’s Greatest Wizard and why?