Today is Jan 7th, 2011 and I find myself once again back here at my unfinished work.
The work that helped me work through some issues and problems during my bitter divorce and custody hearings. The work that reminded me that things I had given up on in my younger day were not a waste of time nor holding value - even if just to myself. The work that I was happy to read and write and partake of on nights when the house was quiet and I was alone after putting my daughter to bed. The work that I STILL keep as a pile of folded/yellowing sheets of paper rubberbanded together in my briefcase because as most of my friends/family will tell you - I'm a stubborn son of a she-wolf who refuses to quit or let go even up to the limit of folley.
I have recently remarried and my new wife is diametrically opposed to my old one in looks, temperment, and interests. She is my rock and friend and the woman I will grow old with and hopefully have more children with.
And last night I got her to play Civ.
And what happened? She wanted one more turn. I have to finish that road. Wait, I need to road to the horses. Are you going to go to war with Russia? That...Damn it - the barbarian killed my warrior! Why didn't you tell me that could happen?
And she knows about my story and I've given her the website and shown her some of what I have printed out. She is aware of my Saturday evening games of D&D and puts up with it good naturedly - even if it's not her cup of tea.
Rome lives. It lives still in me and here and on my computer as that one game that I have not written over from the saved game file.
My evenings are not as filled as they once were and my daughter is 8 now and is into things with her old man that tell me she will like things like this. Stories of places that almost were and could be and exist if you squint your eyes just a little bit...and wonder.
I have to reread a number of my recent posts and relook at my notes to recapture the flow of the story...but I honestly think that Pax Romana could be a reality if I give it the time and attention due and finish it.
Grab your gladius, mount onto your steed, and follow the banner of the golden eagle as we rally the legions and march once more and with finality into the Olympian epic of civilizations that might and could have been.
Vie Victus.
Vanadorn