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Lull

Wednesday, October 10th, 2007

Yeah, so, I kind of ended up distracted by a great many things. I’m without a click-in/clock-out job presently, though managing a living doing various freelance works. I have a bike now, which I use frequently. I’ve been averaging nine to ten miles a day, exploring areas that were right around the corner yet I never knew existed. It has had the unintended side effect of making me want to be outdoors even more than before, as well as making it difficult to sit still long enough to invest in a personal project. I’m sure I’ll be back to them someday. The stories, or drawings, or experiments. Though for now I’m just getting a lot of sun and seeing where I end up next.

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Recovery

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

This weekend managed to be very, very busy. Lots and lots of driving. Very tired now. Should return to writing tomorrow night.

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Intermission

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

My two primary goals over the course of the Summer were to find a new place to live and get out of my present job. As of the beginning of this month I had moved into a nice new place, and with my two week notice submitted at work I should be out of that place by the beginning of next month. I can’t guess at where I’ll be in another month’s time. I’ll just have to creep forward day by day and see what happens.

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Out and bout

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

I managed to see Nic again. For reference, the last time I saw him he and his wife were planning on having kids, and now he has a five-month-old son. We ate at a place called Baba Yega. Which is a great name for a restaurant. It wasn’t bad.

Did some drafting for more story. I think they’ll be every other night, as I get a lot more picky and slowed down by writing than my line drawings.

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Change of Pace

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

I don’t particularly feel like drawing tonight. I do, however, feel like writing, as I have for the past week or so. I have started reading again, a fact which has contributed greatly to my newfound need to externalize some of the whisperings of my imagination with prose rather than ink. I think that the People I Know project lasted roughly a month and a half, and the Lines has gone on a bit less. And now onto something else that I’ve been kicking around for a while, though never quite had the courage or momentum to go through with.

It’s a series of short stories that I may or may not have mentioned to a number of people on a number of occasions. The name of the collection is “The Autobiography of Cold Harbor Orphanage.” The premise is somewhat simplistic, though not worth ruining in this introduction to the work. I’ll try to make them worth reading. My writing is somewhat under-developed due to neglect, so most of them–like the Lines pieces–will be practice and experimentation.

They may be posted less frequently than a nightly drawing. Maybe every other night. I’ll promise nothing and see how it goes.

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