happy birthday, Marco!
Today is Marco's birthday. Marco isn't real, but as the main character of the novel I'm writing, he's been a very important person in my life lately.
On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, in some parallel universe, Marco is turning 30, just a few weeks ahead of me. I don't know where he is or what his life is like now, but I hope that he's happy and that he has a great birthday celebration.
On Wednesday, March 30, 1994, I know exactly what Marco is up to. He's turning 19, he's going to work and not expecting much in the way of birthday excitement, and he's looking ahead to a weekend trip, the summer, the fall, anything different than his current lonely life. Or at least, that's what he'll be up to if I ever write the last scene of chapter 16 and move on to the next chapter, where his birthday occurs.
I imagine that Marco's been getting pretty annoyed at The Author. I took off for a folk music conference at the beginning of November, and I was gone a lot longer than I said I'd be. When I finally returned, a lot of my attention was devoted to a hapless, fictional software engineer (story not ready for general consumption). Marco and I have been stuck in chapter 16 for two months now, and it's just not that interesting a chapter, which is part of the problem.
I'm sorry, Marco. I haven't forgotten you. I also haven't forgotten The Audience, who has stopped bothering to ask when the next installment will arrive. There's lots more in store for everyone. I've learned enough not to make any time frame promises, so I'll just say that I'm working on it, slowly but surely.
On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, in some parallel universe, Marco is turning 30, just a few weeks ahead of me. I don't know where he is or what his life is like now, but I hope that he's happy and that he has a great birthday celebration.
On Wednesday, March 30, 1994, I know exactly what Marco is up to. He's turning 19, he's going to work and not expecting much in the way of birthday excitement, and he's looking ahead to a weekend trip, the summer, the fall, anything different than his current lonely life. Or at least, that's what he'll be up to if I ever write the last scene of chapter 16 and move on to the next chapter, where his birthday occurs.
I imagine that Marco's been getting pretty annoyed at The Author. I took off for a folk music conference at the beginning of November, and I was gone a lot longer than I said I'd be. When I finally returned, a lot of my attention was devoted to a hapless, fictional software engineer (story not ready for general consumption). Marco and I have been stuck in chapter 16 for two months now, and it's just not that interesting a chapter, which is part of the problem.
I'm sorry, Marco. I haven't forgotten you. I also haven't forgotten The Audience, who has stopped bothering to ask when the next installment will arrive. There's lots more in store for everyone. I've learned enough not to make any time frame promises, so I'll just say that I'm working on it, slowly but surely.