A very long gap in posts, I know. A lot has changed in my life, but I am seeing your comments and getting your emails… Ken, Gal, Murph, Tom in Singapore, Loomis, Gramma Marlene, Kaiser, nomo, Plumber, Sandee, Palmer, diggity… thank you. It’s nice to know people care.
It’s not that I don’t want to post or have no material… I just watched Cruz concede on TV, and I could write volumes on Trump, Hillary, Bernie, #TrigglyPuff… there is material everywhere. But I owe you guys a full explanation for this absence, and so I will start writing that post tomorrow. The problem is that I have about a dozen pressing things happening right now, and I am lucky to get a half hour of quiet time to write anymore.
But I have indeed been writing, when I can find a few minutes; I have 39 raw chapters of stuff for the book on my iPad, stuff that needs proofreading and polishing and editing, but I am literally working all damned day. I just told my wife the other day that my daily schedule has been reduced to doing what will cost me the most or hurt me the most or fuck me up the most if not completed… do I meet this deadline, or cut the grass? Do I work on this project, or that project? Since my writing doesn’t pay (yet), it becomes a low priority, behind household duties and work that DOES pay.
It’s 3:14 am as I write this… I have to go to bed, because I have to be up no later than 8 am… but a new post IS coming, in the next few days, just to let you guys know what is up.
Thank you again…