Friday, July 21, 2017

Rained Out Reflections

One big thing this past weekend, a movie in the park. And it starts raining just as the movie's about to kick up, and we have to get going. How it goes sometimes.

Saturday was interesting. A print shop I used to work at six years ago had closed down shortly after I'd moved on to my current job, and the building had been sold. I'd seen that they were renovating the building, but hadn't been inside since they completed it. Finally made the time for it this weekend with a short ride down there, since one of the bike shops had relocated into the building.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Wandering the Streets, in Search of Art and Chicken

I'm kind of dreading writing this post, because I feel like I haven't been that productive.

Actually, I haven't been. Haven't written since the last time I put one of these posts together. I think some of it is I've been trying to step out of a routine that I'd trained into my head for two years while I was trying to get back on track.

It was not a great recipe for success. So I'm back to my favorite coffee shop, a cold-brew cup in front of me while I look at the past week to remind myself about the non-writer aspects of my life.

That has been a bit more fun.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

After the Explosions

I hope everyone enjoyed their Independence Day celebrations. For me, it wasn't the most productive day in the world (still working on getting back into the swing on that), but it was fun. Heck, this entire post could pretty much be me talking about the holiday weekend, since that's been the majority of the time that's passed since I last checked in.


Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Weekly Check-in

Festival season is starting to swing into full steam here in Rochester, and that means that it's time for free concerts right across the street from me and art shows.

It also means that my usual haunt is far too crowded for a couple of weeks, so I'm trying to adjust to writing in my own apartment.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Care and Feeding of your Rabbit (and the Soul)

I rent, which means that my ability to choose what kind of furry creature is part of my life are limited.

If I had more ability to choose, I would have a dog. A mid-size mutt somewhere between a lab and a golden retriever. Or what sparked my soul when I went to the local humane society to adopt (always adopt, if you can).

But so few apartments allow you to have a dog, most prefer small animals.

So I've got a rabbit.

Monday, May 8, 2017

Why Write?

Notes from the editor's desk: Going to try working back up to a normal schedule and getting at least one post a week up as I work to get things back on track.

There are people who've spent their entire lives knowing that they wanted to write, have a novel or short stories from when they were a teenager stuck in a drawer somewhere. People who go to school for an MFA in literature.

I envy them in a way.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

How quickly things explode

Or: A counterpoint to the post exactly before this one.

Sometimes life just throws itself at you with only giving you a little bit of warning. The last month+? I had a spot of warning; I knew that my girlfriend was going to go through major, life-saving surgery. I didn't fully expect all the curveballs that got thrown at me that same week.