Back in the Fray...

So I got another short bit of emergency writing to get done. It's actually for the last project I finished earlier this month. They had someone not be able to finish some parts and I had the time to fill in.

Again, can't say a ton about it right now but I will say this: It's nice to be involved with expanding on a game a bought, played, and enjoyed because it gives me a chance to add some of the things that I know various fans have wanted. In fact, I can say with some degree of confidence that if the amount of spiffy new content doesn't satisfy the people then nothing is gonna make you whiny bitches happy.

Kidding, kidding. Nothing but love for ya, folks.

Well, okay not totally. But there's a lot of cool stuff in the book.

I still need to get another small press project going more than it is now. I have some ideas, but I've stalled a bit on the execution. Still, it's kinda nice to be able to procrastinate something by actually working on something else.

For Meh to Angry in 6 days...

So I have passed my stage of meh and now have achieved a state of perpetual irritation.

Not really sure that's an improvement.

And yeah, I have reasons for being angry and no, I'm not going to share them. It seems...I dunno, gauche or something.

And no, the reasons don't equate to the actual level of anger I'm feeling, or at least the persistent nature of it. However, that doesn't mean I don't think the reasons are valid.

Here's a hint to getting along, folks...consideration. Think of what others might want, how they might react, and so on. So much anger in our society is not I think intentionally sought by those who make us angry...they just don't think about it.

And for god's sake when someone tells you they're upset or angry...try and make it up to them if you want them to feel you value them and their relationship with you. If they wanted to go to that show you didn't bother to ask you to and you really should have known better then bring them back a program, autograph, or something. Or spring for tickets next time its in town or whatever. It's a nice way tangible to say "Hey, despite me totally not thinking of you in that case I am now."

Especially if the person you've ticked off tends to do the same for you. Because as someone currently fighting a tide of negativity let me just say those little things actually matter. And not doing those things actually help piss already irritable people off more.

But I've probably said more than I should on the matter, despite keeping names and all out of it. And I'd feel bad about what I've said so far...except well, I'm angry.

The Worst Day Since Yesterday...

So still with the meh. I need to do something to break myself of this, but I am unsure as to what.

Basically I feel like a guy channel surfing and finding not only nothing good on, but just enough fake news crap and high handed religious programming to actually irritate him besides.

Which is no good.

Miranda's going out of town this weekend. Which is I suppose both good and bad. Good because she really wants a vacation and I could probably use some time to get some stuff done. Bad because she'll be gone and quite honestly I'm not sure I'll actually get anything done.

Man, I hate this.

I'm reasonably sure I'm actually depressed...as in if I went a specialist he'd say "Yeah, you're depressed." Which is not only a relatively rare state for me but since I'm also reasonably unsure how I got here I'm not sure how to get out.

So yeah...sucktastic.

One the Down Low

Kinda...meh.

Not sure why. I think it's due to me being done with a big project but lacking the motivation to start another right now.

Also, contract attorney work blows. No really, it just blows. At least around here. It is so erratic the sizeable pay rate doesn't mean as much as it should and now that the holidays and my writing gig are over I am totally reminded of this. And given Chi-towns immense well of corruption and crap I find myself losing out on other jobs for no other reason than I don't have the right names and connections. So yeah...I'm kinda down on work stuff in general right now. I'm sure it will pass but for now at least I'm more than a wee bit annoyed/bummed.

Somewhere along the way I hit my mid 30s and I'm looking at a place I don't want to be in doing things around people and places I'd rather not and it's kinda uncool. Mostly the stress my current situation has created on myself, my relationships, and my general well being is getting mighty tiring. And remember, I as a rule hate those bitching "oh my life is so hard, wah!" Type blog posts. So it is not completely without irony that I write this.

But I am just having that right combination of bad days and crappy luck and whatever of late to kinda not give a damn about the hyppocrisy of this as much as I otherwise might. If anything, given 2007 taken as an aggregate I kinda feel entitled to a wee bit of disatisfaction.

Still, I don't like. No sir. Probably because it doesn't do much good. My friends will just feel bad for me and any enemies actually reading this (seems unlikely but hey ya never know) will just get an undeserved boost in knowing that I'm feeling off.

So yeah...where was I? Oh yeah,Meh.

Miss Thine Deadlines? I Say Thee Nay!

So I finished the first big project of the New Year. Hopefully it will be one of many.

And for those wondering, the picture above is totally a hint about what it was, as well as strangely appropriate for this blog given its title. Which is also appropriate for what the project was and...oh my I've gone crosseyed.

And no, sadly I am not taking over JMS' writing duties on Thor (which is okay since his run has been great).

So on the eve of Obama's Win...

I still have a lot of writing to get done.

But damn am I happy Barack won the primary. And in honor of him, it, and my crazy warrior code work ethic of late:



I am the stone that the builder refused
I am the visual, the inspiration
That made Lady Sing the Blues...

I'm the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark that lights the dark
So that you can know your left from your right...

I am the ballot in the box, the bullet in the gun
The innerglow that lets you know
To call your brother sun...

The story that just begun
The promise of what's to come
And I'll a remain a soldier 'til the war is won

Now back to work.