I'm very proud of it, but man is it hard to do my job and write these things. Work has become SUPER busy. Insane during for an economic depression for a travel agent to go crazy from overwork. It could just be they are keeping us short staffed at Travelocity, but somehow, I doubt that.
Work put me right in front of my supervisor's desk. She has a nice Line of Sight to my computer screen. Its almost as if they know me... errr... I mean don't trust me... yeah, that's it.
Working on a second one now. I will probably have five or six churned out before the end of summer. Frankly, I would have more if not for the afore mentioned work issue, and the release of several cool videogames. Mass Effect 3 is not good for my productivity nor is Yakuza: Dead Souls. Thankfully, the only good things coming out this summer are the Witcher 2 and Max Payne. Bone dry for gamers, and the lack of distraction should make me more productive.
My weekly writer's group (Hi, guys! I know you come here...) keeps on telling me I need to master poetry. Not that I disagree, but I wish they would let me write about less depressing things. So far we've covered addiction, alcoholism, death, and homosexuality. I didn't put up the one on abortion because, frankly, it depressed me to write. I seriously don't know how I fit in with them. They will kill me for saying this (except Sam), but they all look like the cliche struggling artists. just imagine five artist stereotypes, then toss in me-an overweight cheerful guy. Now put them in a circle. Which of these things is not like the other? But I can tell my writing has improved, so its helping. Guys, you are helping me a lot, thank you. When my first book gets published, i'll let you all fight over who gets to be the first person I thank.
I missed last week's session, but I did speak to a few of them on Skype. I was told (ORDERED!) to put up this little tidbit I apparently said in the very first group meeting:
We don't achieve immortality by what we do, but by what we leave behind. -J.T. Perk, 3/12/12
I put a date on it, so if it gets quoted, I'll know the date I wrote it down. Expect more poetry next week.
Also, I joined a weekly D&D group. By sheer fact that I am the oldest, I've played the most D&D, AND I have the most dice, I volunteered to be DM. How the hell did that happen? Poor gamers have no idea what they are in for. Oh well.
This week is gonna be nice, so I am going to trike everyday (trikes are cool). Today I overdid it a bit, but I chalk that up to laziness the past week. My goal is to get my way to work with my trike by fall. Not easy with the hills around here, but I enjoy riding so much I don't really care.
Once the short story gets published, assuming it ever does, I'll put a link up here. Thanks for reading!
Insane pic of the day:
| Behold! Neil Gaiman inside the (10th Doctor's) TARDIS. Cool Meets Awesome. |
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