Today starts the Central Pennsylvania Festival of the Arts in the town I work in. It’s arguably the biggest event of the summer. I think it should be renamed to the Central Pennsylvania Festival of Stuff I Can’t Afford, and Even If I Could Afford It, I Have No More Wall Space to Hang Anything. I guess their name for it is a little more succinct, though.
Driving to my cousin’s house for 4th of July, winding along the back roads and what qualifies for a highway in the country, we passed a road that has the best name ever: “Wits End”. The road was pretty much somebody’s driveway, and most likely was named for 9-1-1 purposes. Anyhow, I want to get lost at Wits End, just so I can call people and when they ask me where I am I can answer “I’m at Wits End.” Then they will say “We know, but WHERE are you,” and I can say “No, really, I’m at Wits End.” Then we can all have a laugh.
FYI I’m working on a story for a writing contest at The Clarity of Night. I will post it here once it is posted there. For those interested, here are a few of my efforts from previous writing contests:
- Ascension Contest Entry
- Ar’n Man – My Clarity of Night Contest Entry
- Tastes Like Brains – My Contest Entry
You can also check out more of my fiction by using the “My Fiction” category here or by using this link to my fiction.