It’s Been Far Too Long

I’m going to be glad when I finish with school, because I will be leaving campus at speed once I’m finished.

Look, I don’t pretend to be the most intellectual of people, but when you start pulling together gestalt theory and pointing out how The Hero With A Thousand Faces codified most of these things…and your professor doesn’t know what you’re talking about, there’s an issue. There’s a whole year’s subscription and the Swimsuit Edition in there.

…I’m going to graduate college. Finally.

I have a job again. A real job! Doesn’t have many benefits, but it pays and I can get what I need otherwise.

The writing for The Winter Solist has stalled, mostly because it’s reminding me so much of school and my day job. And, I might have to do another plot revision. It’s also why A Roman Solist is going to have a formal, no joke outline.

I might even go down to FanimeCon this year.

There will hopefully be better news, soon.

The Melancholy Of The Long Distance Writer

It’s been a while since I’ve had a chance or the energy to blog, and that’s mostly because blogging is resembling my (theoretical) day job, i.e. internship, i.e. not a bad thing to do right now in comparison to school.

School? I’m not sure if I’m just better medicated and able to handle things, or the classwork has been watered down badly, but I know that I’m doing very well with my classwork and my classes. But, the commute has been terrible and horrible and boring and dull.

My writing work has been slower, but I am making progress with The Winter Solist and the outline for A Solist In Rome.

Got to go home early today, so I’m not as exhausted with a full work and school schedule.

Fingers crossed that there will be more progress soon.

Everything Feels Like A Copy Of A Copy Of A…

I read Fight Club in ’97, if I remember right. Back when it was still edgy and cool, but before the movie and before everybody started making stupid quotes about the book and thought they were hot for being able to quote the Fight Club Rules.

(I can still remember them. Damn the author for creating something easy to remember.)

Anyways, there’s this moment where he describes insomnia and the mental state you’re in. Everything in your life, to the insomniac, seems like it’s your life. But, it’s like your life has been taken through a copier, a copy made, then the copy is put on top of the copy tray, a copy made, the copy is put on top of the copy tray, a copy made…

In short, it all starts to get blurry.

Surreal.

Disconnected.

And, that describes my last week in a lot of ways. First time I was back in actual, physical classes and what should be campus full of students is empty by any standards. I have to ride the bus there and back, and I do not miss at all being on the bus system, both of them. And, work.

Here’s the odd thing-I’m either doing exceptionally well at my internship, things are going great. Or I’m being set up to be the scapegoat for something to go terribly wrong. And, it says something about my previous employers that I am not sure which is more likely.

My writing has been going a little sideways. Because when I come home, I’m frazzled. Do I bring my laptop with me, because I have one teacher that is strictly no-electronics and the other requires you to have your laptop? But, if I carry it around, that’s additional weight I need to think about when I walk across campus for my classes, then up four flights of stairs (in groups of two) to get to my classes. I could take the elevator, but I have this opportunity to climb four flights of stairs two days a week, so I will make the most of it. I have to physically restrain myself from engaging in massive loads of snark. Sharing my unguarded and far too honest opinion.

I’m counting the days to the end of class. I have a countdown sheet. I cross the numbers off every day, like I’m counting days before I’m let out of prison.

But, I’ve also put in my paperwork for my graduation. I just have to make it through the next twelve or so weeks, enjoy the hell out of Spring Break (which I will probably do by working full-time at my internship so I can chew as much of that time away ASAP), and…finish something that I’m writing. Somehow.

(I hate authors that start out with good ideas and ghost on you, never publishing again. I don’t want to be one of those authors.)

Time to enjoy this weekend, by hook or by crook.

Back To The Grind

Writing has been tricky when you have school, an internship, and soon enough a three hour commute to and from school two days a week.

(I’m not a fan of Zoom and online meetings in general. You’re very disconnected and a lot of people covertly or overtly record the meetings. And, there’s that whole sense of performance that you have to do on screen and on camera and that’s not a happy-making thing. But, I’d live with that for not having to make a three hour commute by bus to and from school.)

So, two days a week, I wake up at a slightly unreasonable hour, take the bus down for two classes, and catch the bus back home. Could be worse, I could have to do this again for work, on a “regular” schedule (which would require me to wake up at 5 AM rather than 6 AM), or more days of the week.

And, the internship…that’s been an experience (which is the point). I’m learning a lot of how marketing works at the ground level and trying to stay on top of creating content, keeping track of the content I’ve created, “got a minute?” projects…

It’s been busy. So busy that I’ve had a hard time keeping up on my fiction writing, which annoys me. But, I’m hoping that once I settle into the class/commute/internship routine and don’t have to worry about all of these problems…I can get back to doing some serious writing.

Fingers crossed.

My First Week Back

I haven’t worked at a full-time, paid job for nearly two years.

So, my internship has been weird. Just I haven’t done this in a long time, and while school is one thing (and, in two weeks, I’ll have to commute down to San Francisco twice a week for school. No more Zoom meetings, which I actually prefer)…three days a week in an office is weird, it feels weird.

And, most of my internship right now is education and learning how things work in the office. And creative work. And trying to pretend that I understand what is going on.

(I actually do, but I’m still learning. I don’t think people are blowing smoke up my butt…but, still. It’s part and parcel of the weirdness of a professional author. We get so much grief in so many ways, we almost get used to it. Wondering what sarcasm is involved in those statements.)

Still, I’m writing my other stuff. I’m a writer. I write for fun, as well as work.

The Winter Solist has hit a small air pocket-bridging scene between one act and another-but I’m almost past it now. Other writing projects are slow but steady and as long as I can churn out 300 words a night, I’m in good shape. I’m going to try and enjoy my weekend, and make the most of my time off. Yay!

So, Good News? I Can Have Some?

Is there good news? Yes, there is. There’s several fronts that I’m having to deal with, and I’m having this distinct lack of fear, angst, frustration, and/or terror.

I believe most people call this “being happy.” It’s weird. It’s very weird. I like it, but it is just weird.

Academics-Staying on top and ahead of as many of my projects and classes as possible. In three weeks, I’ll have to start commuting twice a week down to San Francisco for classes. Which I’ve got timed, figured out, and I know how to make the schedule work. It’ll just be waking up early (not 4AM early, thank God for that), and making sure that my timing is good. Projects are current and working.

Internship-So far…I might have something. It seems like it’s locked in, but it don’t mean nothing until the paperwork is signed. It’s local, so the commute is short (twenty minutes, maybe), three days a week. And, it’s paid. Yay!

Writing-Going slower than I expect, but I’ve gotten started on one of the two short stories for the end of March (fingers crossed)…and, The Winter Solist is still being written. I’m getting close to the big reveals, the big fight, and the lead-in for A Solist In Rome, and that outline is growing ever more detailed as I get closer to telling that story.

Other stories are going to be on semi-hold because I need to finish my classes so I can graduate and not go crazy with all this work that I’ve got to get done. But, I might need to escape into a story or three when things get bad.

More news as it comes, I hope…

My Academia Joys

…did IQs drop while I was away, am I on the right mix of medications for my issues, or maybe…I’m finally mature.

Honestly, I’d prefer to the first two-it makes me wonder how much I still needed to grow up and didn’t until the last few years. But…better late than never.

Did my second day of classes and it went well, I think I’m on or ahead of schedule for homework and assignments, which is good. Fingers crossed.

And, I did an interview with a potential internship at a local company and…it feels good. The interview went well, I’m happy with the end results, and I will hopefully know more by Friday.

Writing work…been behind on The Winter Solist, but mostly because I’ve hit a plot bubble. I’m hoping to get around it and get back to work. A few of the untitled projects are still percolating, but with school and some of the other things going on…don’t know when I will get back to them. But, I will get back to them.

Well, That Escalated Quickly

I finished a whole chapter of The Winter Solist, and that was interesting. I am worried it might be a little too meta, but that’s what happens when you deal with the Fair Folk. I’ve got at least one potential intership/project for my degree program. And, I went comic book shopping and got nothing at all.

At least it’s the middle of the week.

And, I’ll probably be doing remote learning for three weeks. Yay. And, the one textbook that I need is on Amazon and it’s almost 25% off from the school bookstore price. Yay!

Today’s website? Why, none other than Defunctland, where we learn all the stories of what happened to classic rides at various amusement parks, how some of the tricks of the trade work, and history. I’ve put the videos on in the background and just listened to them while working on other things, it’s nice.

One More Week…

I’m back to school in a week.

I hate with several burning passions the idea of being thankful for COVID, but San Francisco State is saying that I probably won’t have to attend physical classes until February 14th. If my math is right, that is one-fifth of my class time not having to wake up early and take the bus down to SF State, deal with Golden Gate Transit, deal with MUNI, deal with the campus in general…

So, onto writing. I worked out some more outline details and wrote down some more notes for a few of the untitled projects percolating in my head. Oh, and I’m getting close to the big reveal in The Winter Solist, so I can get to the big fight number, and fill in some additional details. I’m not going to be doing any more “checkpoint” books again, this stuff is just harder on me than what I thought. The next book, A Roman Solist, is going to be relatively complicated in terms of it’s plot, and I need to keep much better track of things than my memory and some jotted down notes in places.

On today’s suggested viewing, we’ve got a YouTube history guy that I am enjoying a great deal. Drachinifel does a lot of naval history, almost all of it is World War II or earlier, and he is good and witty about the subject. Lately, I’ve been binge-watching his two-part story on the Russian Second Pacific Squadron (aka The Voyage Of The Damned) and it still makes me laugh and chuckle from the sheer black comedy of such a tragedy. He even has a Patreon (when I can afford to buy Taco Bell more than once a month by subscriptions, I’ll even add to my list), and tell him I said hello.

Where Does My Writing Go?

I’m still trying to figure out how to fix some things in The Winter Solist, and those problems are the usual problems due to my style of “checkpoint” writing. And, it seems like today was also a day where every time I thought I was going to get to writing, something happened, and I had to get away from the writing.

Every single time.

I really need to build or dig an office or something.

Today’s website to share? Monster Hunter Nation, the publishing site for Larry Correia, known for several great series that I’m enjoying (Monster Hunter International, The Grimnoir Chronicles, Son of the Black Sword), and quite a few good short stories and novellas as well. Fair warning, when he gets into his subject, you might want to have some plastic sheeting handy, if only to protect you from the flying spittle. It’s fun to watch, mind you…just a little vigorous.

Going to have an exploration day tomorrow, might be my first chance in a while for that before school starts. Whatever else happens, at least I’ll get a chance to try out the SMART train.