Crap

Still not really writing. Grrrr. It's not distractions, really, more like a low ebb in the creative forces. I've had a few ideas growing in the back of my brain, and it's encouraging. Mostly I just need patience right now.

A "busy" vacation

Well, we went to Chicago and it was rather wild. Train trip took two hours longer than planned so we lost our chance to go to the science and industry museum. Just about every thing we did cost twice what we planned. Went to the Field Museum on Sunday, then Medieval Times after that. We all had a blast and I managed to finish the show without passing out from lack of oxygen (ashtma and glycerin fog don't mix well, especially when you add alergies to horses). Our expedition to Ikea took twice as long and cost twice as much money but I'm sitting here on a new desk, and we have a cool new bureau thingamabob for the kitchen.
Vacation is over, I'm running out of excuses to get back and start writing...

Quiet time

It's a quiet time in this writers life, sorta. After peak at my mundane job as a customs broker (extra points to anyone who knows what kind of job that is) for FedEx Trade Networks, we were supposed to slow down. Sure, right, like that's ever going to happen. As team leader (read: assistant manager) I'm supposed to set a good example, but since my wife and I decided on a little weeken adventure coming up to Chicago I'm having a hard time concentrating. I'm down to two night side employees while another is in training for three weeks, and another is on vacation, so I'm again wearing two hats. Anyway, peak for us is from about mid november through last weak. I've been working my ass off at work and as a result my writing has suffered. Suffered? Shit, I haven't written a word in a week. Book three of Chronicles of the Chosen is stalled and worse, The Other Side of Tomorrow (the book I started to get my mind off Chosen) is also stalled. Crap. Hopefully a couple days of blowing money in Chi-town will kick it all loose.

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My Home, My Mind, My Insanity

I hope to post here on a regular basis on that which drives my sanity, or at least helps me keep it; Writing. I've considered myself a writer since about 12 years old. It only took me 28 years to get my first book published (Avatar's Oveture, available on Amazon.com, bn.com, and many more). Maybe this blog will give me an outlet for my mental malfunctions and further drive my writing? I can only hope.