Getting back in the hobbit

[DISCLAIMER: This post has absolutely nothing to do with the works of J.R.R. Tolkien or Peter Jackson's movies... though while we're on the topic, how disappointing are these The Hobbit movies? I mean, those Lord of the Rings movies were a ten-hour masterwork, and though it's basically the same creative team, these new ones are just CGI spectacule junk, don't you think? I don't care about these characters, I'm never worried that they're in actual peril, and there are some sequences that seem to exist just to crank the goofiness up to eleven. Also it turns out that Legolas is an elf sepremacist, which, really dude, not cool. Anyway, this post has nothing to do with any of that... though, I guess, now it kinda does?]

Last season on the Unwritten Word, I wrote about how I knew I needed a newish direction for the blog, but wasn't sure what that should be.

Well, this will surprise no one, but two months later, I still don't know. Things have been going really well on the "being a playwright" front (check out www.brandoncrose.com if you're curious about that), but these days I'm submitting to opportunities much more often than I am writing new stuff.

And so I return to you, blog, even if your premise is flawed. I'm going to restart the weekly challenges, and you are all more than welcome to play too (please brag in the comments if you do!), but I'm going to stop the whole "Sunday deadline" thing. Who am I to give you deadlines? Really.

I need to get back into the habit/hobbit of writing every day, and hopefully you guys can keep me honest about that. 

So, where were we? Ah right: Story about God's favorite who falls, but doesn't know it.

I don't know the Bible nearly well enough to give this the literal treatment, so maybe I'll just play around with the following:

FOUL LANGUAGE ALERT!

...maybe I should have written that first?