Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Monday, July 01, 2013

Suddenly Stew

Viewfinder BLUES Home OfficeIt's not you. It's me. I'm the one who left you here, wondering why the web's wordiest camera nerd suddenly went so silent. Okay, so maybe you weren't wondering, but the fact is my dedication to this once sacred space has withered beyond words. Why? Well, I fell on black days. The details of such don't belong on a blog best known for 'Schmuck Alerts', but I feel strangely compelled to let my few remaining readers in on why I went away. Several months ago, the Missus and I began to experience 'Technical Difficulties' and as a result, I nearly came unplugged. I'm a little better now, but we are far from well. In fact, we no longer share the same address. The rest is, how do you say, none of your business.

Just know that your friendly neighborhood lenslinger has been shaken to the core and, after months of introspection, has decided to stop referring to himself in the third person. So bear with me as I pull myself out of this thickening morass and get back to kicking ass. Once upon a time, sharing my thoughts here felt like a blessing. In the past year, it's turned into a curse. I'm reminded of a moment I shared with best-selling author Jerry Bledsoe many years ago. A local celebrity of sorts, the highly successful crime writer read Greensboro's many blogs and hated most of them. To me, he was more generous. "You're a pretty good writer, Stewart." he said. "Expect it to bring you years of misery." I chuckled nervously at the remark, not really understanding what the old man meant. Truth is, I still don't. But as my life zigs where I thought it would zag, I can't help but remember that day. Whether it brought me misery or bliss, I don't think Jerry would have wanted me to stop writing.

So I'm not. Gonna stop. Writing. To continue doing so would be to further deny my DNA. For better or worse, it's just the way my brain works. And frankly, I'm tired of apologizing for that fact. Thus, I hereby declare this once vibrant site newly open for business. With more than a little effort, I can work up the momentum to deliver on it's original promise: 'Pithy Epistles from the Thinking Man's Photog'. Of that, I'm quite capable - once I pry my head out of the proverbial oven. As for my sucking chest wound, let's just ignore it, shall we? Spare me the marital advice, the Bible verses and the elastic maxims. Do that for me and I'll try to keep the woeful bales to a minimum. After all, that's not what you come here for...

When you come here at all.

20 comments:

Sam W said...

I still come frequently, and am glad you'll keep posting. This blog is a welcome taste of home, from someone I enjoy hearing from.

Soni Pitts said...

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billy's blog said...

Love you Brother! Hang in there I went through it. The wound heals...No advice just recently went there and I came out the other side with my eyes opened.

Noel said...

Keep Rockin Stew!!

cyndy green said...

Spew it out. Now you understand why survivors of train wrecks need to talk...therapeutic.

Iris Carter said...

Glad you're back!

Mark Mowbray said...
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Mark Mowbray said...

Glad to hear the Lenslinger is back on the interwebs! Keep up your writing. You're amazing at it and I can't stay way!

Miami Fan said...

Now THAT was real weiting! Again!

Keep moving forward brother!

nothing lasts forever!

That includes writer's block and tough times!

Miami Fan said...

Make that "writing" ... big fingers on a new phone

Caron Myers said...

Glad to see you are back at it Stewie. Life, married life, is a complicated journey. Ours has been. But we survived and are better today. People can speculate, but the reasons behind the reality are yours, and only yours to know. And anyone wanting to stick their noses in where they don't belong can go to hell. At least, that's what I happily told someone in my case! Thoughts and prayers, and anxious anticipation of your next surly diatribe.

Lex Alexander said...

Write when you can, definitely write when you feel you must, and know that I and plenty of others have been where you are right now and have come out OK on the other side, whether the other side is reconciliation or otherwise. The most important things to worry about are your kids and your health. Beyond that, go easy on yourself and know that you aren't alone.

HamCam said...

Glad you're back. 2013 is a cursed year for relationships. Mine included. This next part of life will be a challenging adventure. But one where you can choose your path. Focus on what you've wanted to do. Getting back to writing is a great step forward. All the best to you brother.

Anonymous said...

Welcome back. I was wondering on some level why the tarheel readership on my useless history blog dropped to nil.

Hang in there, both for you and your daughters' sake.

Anonymous said...

Glad you're back. You know how to explain the joys and frustrations of today's news-gathering in a way that causes us to smile...and nod in agreement.

-- LA guy

Our Daily Fred said...

Hey! A lot of us have been through this change. It is a learning experience, but we survive. Keeping the split as pleasant and friendly as possible can be a lifesaver. No one needs to pick sides. My ex and I came very close to holding a divorce party for our friends.

I've missed your writing though. Do you know how difficult it is to find eloquent snark these days?

Richard Pittman said...

Glad you're getting your head above water again. You know we're here for you. Especially your brother, right?

Beth Pope said...

๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜Žonly up from here... Love ya!

David Hoggard said...

I can relate. Not to the splitting up thing, but to the "I must write" thing.

Glad you are clearing up and glad you are firing back up. You might just inspire me to do the same.

Anonymous said...

Always entertaining to read your blog, reminds me of soooo many days/nights in the field. Sorry for your rough time. No advice, but that line from "Nemo" always seems fitting, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming."

Reader in Sac