When Real Life Feeds, Imagined Lives Go Hungry

Today’s addition of Epistle 065 – The Eleusian Mysteries, marks the end of a modest dry spell for The Sacred Antinous and its contents. It’s been quite some time since my last update, and I’m happy to have ended what was, in my own mind at least, an embarrassing neglect of my fictional friends (and non-fictional audience – assuming it’s still out there).

As a lame and over-used excuse, I plead “Real Life” – a vague and somewhat euphemistic smokescreen to suggest that I’ve been dealing with some fairly substantial stressors in the bricks-and-mortar world where I eat, sleep, work and play. My personal life has been overrun lately with urgent and unavoidable matters related to living arrangements, career concerns, psychological health, and good-old-fashioned economic survival, and thus I’ve been forced to relegate my online endeavours to the margins.

This period of drought, however, seems to be drawing to a close, and I’ve been able to carve out increasingly longer stretches of time with which to focus on my fictional universe. The majority of my time has been spent in the company of Sir Richard Wadd (specifically, the third act of his theatre experience, which is entitled SRW, Paleographer), but I’ve also claimed for myself some spare moments in which to hammer out Epistle 065.

A friend of mine recently commented that he’s eager for me to update The Bathhouse Frescoes, because he finds the pieces therein to be “hot.” That in itself is both a compliment and an impetus to continue churning out more content, since it confirms that I’m not working in a vacuum, which is a perpetual fear of mine.

As a result of the above-mentioned distractions, I’ve been forced to postpone my production of some of the Sacred Texts until a more opportune time, which will probably turn out to be Februaryish. More on that at a later date.

Also of note, I’ve started to return to my mosaic work, and on the front-burner of that very tactile realm is a trio of pieces that will represent The Oratory of Favorinus when I finally begin to assemble The Temple Mosaics.

In the meantime, I hope you enjoy Epistle 065, which turned out to be far more of a physical and sensual piece than I had originally anticipated. It seems Antinous himself is always happy to surprise me with what he chooses to divulge to Lysicles…