Tired. Still tired. Not enough sleep. hoping that happens tonight. Need the sleep. Need to rest. Need to not be working right now, but at the same time I nee to be getting money. Need sleep, but need to stay awake right now.

Well, that is an opening paragraph if there ever was one. I was going to write something about how it was crap but good, but that’s not a statement I can stand behind at this particular juncture in time. However, if this were later on in the day and I was less tired, then perhaps I could stand by something like that. However, I don’t think we’ll ever find out if I can or cannot, assuming favourable conditions, and I like it that way.

Sometimes a bit of mystery can go a long way, and sometimes that’s a good thing. I don’t know if it is a good thing here, but I do know it can be. Some things are better left unexplored and unsaid, and instead the mind should be allowed to wander. Maybe not all the time, but some of the time.

I think it can be difficult to know when is a good time to allow for more mystery and open ends and all that stuff, but I’m sure that with enough experience there’s confidence in when and when not to.

Sometimes I wonder how often mystery has been poorly applied. Wait; I never wonder that, but I certainly have thought about when a creator should observe the art of restraint.

See, I don’t want to complain about this. I don’t want to complain at all, but I’m now afraid that I must, for I feel compelled to do so. As such, I am now going to complain.

Alright, prepare for complaining.

I think too many creators are too willing to flesh out things that don’t need fleshing out. There is a great risk – especially when returning to a work much later – that a creator will develop things in a way that leaves them feeling off, or at least that’s what I think. I’m not sure if I can fully articulate how this feels, but it’s something that’s there, and it’s probably something that needs to be spoken about in a format far less limiting than this one.

Anyway, I have to wonder why this happens. What feels right to the creator may not feel right to the consumer, and how things can feel right may change over time and all that other stuff. Sometimes mystery should be left as is. Not everything needs to be explained; not every detail needs revelation. Sometimes a plot works fine within its confines and we don’t need things fleshed out and all that stuff and I feel as though I’ve said enough at this point and there’s not much of anything else to say, and maybe that’s okay. Maybe I’ll write about this on another day. For now, there’s little else to be said so I’ll stop.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:39:96

This is far sloppier than I’d have liked. I need to do this stuff on more sleep. Not less.

Written at home.