I was at home the other night having a glass of wine, and was teetering on the edge of tired, if not exactly exhausted, when I decided to go looking for a friend and coworker's poetry and miscellaneous written work. He'd seen my blog here, which is now all re-done, and significantly different than what it was before. Well, I found it and enjoyed most of what I found.
...Then later, I felt lazy. I have all this writing floating around on the Internet, and you can't really find it... anywhere! I have one other blog that hasn't been updated since the dawn of time, and was primarily meant for book reviews. And then are the sites I freelance for, occasionally, and an entire collection of stories and poems that have been archived in a forum for YEARS!
Not to mention, I very frequently have something to say about where I work, the customers, and even the co-workers at times, --but since one of them is in my audience, I'll have to behave myself on that front for the most part.
There are a few private projects rolling right now that I can't really share too much of, such as academic forum discussion (though they're pretty damn funny at times), the collaboration anthology I'm working on with a friend, confidential work for past clients (ghostwritten books and articles), and plenty of really bad poetry that will never see the light of day.
In the future, there will be plenty of complaining, plenty of horror, melodrama, and uncomfortable narratives. See you there.
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