Strange Currencies
I've been sort of quiet, lately, and not for any specific reason. Just a combination of working a lot, and a lot of stuff going down lately, good and bad. The good, of course, being the final publication of the book, a long, strange journey indeed from infancy to adulthood. And along with that, has been a feeling of accomplishment, of finally being able to look at my life and realize that there is at least one decent thing I have managed to accomplish. Which might not seem like much, but to me, it's quite telling.
The bad, however, has sort of moved in to stay for the time being. My girlfriend and I broke up last month; one of my friends died through what appears to be an overdose, although intentional or accidental, no one knows for sure; the myriad of money problems I've had made me finally have to bite the bullet and get a roommate (although, for the record, I do really like the guy, so it's not as bad as it could be) and I think my car is starting to really, actually die.
So, I'm sorry if I haven't been writing here as much as I should; truth be told, I haven't been writing much at all. After some of the things that have gone down recently, I've been feeling the need to take a break and not worry about anything writing related til after the first of the year. So if I'm not exactly prolific the next few weeks, now you know why.
There is a bit of news that could go into either the good or bad column; one of my co-workers at the Grande did something absolutely amazing; not only did she buy my book sight unseen, but after reading it, she gave it to me so that I could take it to The City Paper (our local alternative weekly) to submit for a review. And since I have recently become acquainted with the Music Editor, he has promised me that they will review it asap. Which is good, because I need the exposure. And which is bad, because who knows what kind of review they'll hand out?
Anyway. That's about all I can muster for now. I'll see if I have anything sometime in the near future.
The bad, however, has sort of moved in to stay for the time being. My girlfriend and I broke up last month; one of my friends died through what appears to be an overdose, although intentional or accidental, no one knows for sure; the myriad of money problems I've had made me finally have to bite the bullet and get a roommate (although, for the record, I do really like the guy, so it's not as bad as it could be) and I think my car is starting to really, actually die.
So, I'm sorry if I haven't been writing here as much as I should; truth be told, I haven't been writing much at all. After some of the things that have gone down recently, I've been feeling the need to take a break and not worry about anything writing related til after the first of the year. So if I'm not exactly prolific the next few weeks, now you know why.
There is a bit of news that could go into either the good or bad column; one of my co-workers at the Grande did something absolutely amazing; not only did she buy my book sight unseen, but after reading it, she gave it to me so that I could take it to The City Paper (our local alternative weekly) to submit for a review. And since I have recently become acquainted with the Music Editor, he has promised me that they will review it asap. Which is good, because I need the exposure. And which is bad, because who knows what kind of review they'll hand out?
Anyway. That's about all I can muster for now. I'll see if I have anything sometime in the near future.