3 years, 1 month ago, in the early afternoon
I swear to God, I am not deliberately taking a break from the internet right now. It’s crunch time at work, that’s all – and by “work” I mean “day-job stuff I still can’t talk about” … and not “books and stuff I am writing.” See, when I’m writing books and/or stuff, I can talk about it. I can blog about it. I can whine about it. And I do. But this stuff? This is stuff that must stay quiet, so there’s far less blogging – and also, the whining is more cryptic.
Hmm. It’s been about a week since I last posted. And what’s happened in that intervening week? Apart from work – not much of note. I packed and shipped about 95% of all Christmas goodies to the intended recipients; I went to the eye doctor and learned some annoying (but not unexpected) things about my deteriorating left eye; I ordered cute new glasses which I hope to have by the end of the week; I did one podcast interview with the Functional Nerds folks; I set up a second interview (which takes place tonight) with the League of Steam folks; I poked at the new Twitter design like a monkey at the obelisk; and I had at least one drink too many with some very nice people last night. Yes, well. These things happen.
For what it’s worth, I really do keep up with Twitter, Google+, and even Facebook somewhat better than I do this page … at least during seasons like these, when sitting down to compose a whole post feels like an insurmountably daunting task. When I’m bound to 140 characters or so, there’s far less pressure, you know?
But really – when things calm down a bit, you can expect me to post again more regularly.
Right now I’m in a series of holding patterns. My day-job work contract is almost up (though it’s likely to be renewed, at least a bit) – and in addition to that, I’m waiting on several ordinary fiction-related contracts. I’m also crossing my fingers for unrelated good news re: a phone call within the next couple of days, and I’m still waiting for details re: the movie and/or the timing of any money I’m likely to receive.
(Is that crass? Well, fine. It’s crass. But don’t act like it wouldn’t be on your mind, too. It’s on my mind a lot, right alongside the persistent worry that any minute now, my agent will call and tell me it’s all been a big mistake and I should quit obsessively checking my student loan payoff information right this very moment.)
Anyway. I’ve actually found an hour to kill – for the purposes of writing this post – because I’ve been waiting for the mail to arrive before I run a couple of errands. And the mail truck just pulled up … so … I’m going to log off and stalk the postal carrier.
You guys have a great week.