Sunday, June 05, 2005
From This City Far Away
Why haven't you posted lately?
Been busy. We're tearing our kitchen down to get a knew one. I'm an uncle now. Work still asks me to come in and . . . work. I try to run. And Nolan doesn't like it when I sit him on the bed and then turn around and start typing.
So how's it like being an uncle?
Not much different than being a non-uncle. Although it's nice to see another baby and not be responsible for him.
Do you still hate your job?
No, but it could always be better, right? Whose couldn't? I like my company, I'm just not doing cartwheels for my little division. But there are plenty more reasons to go into work than not.
How's the book coming?
I guess we'll see in a few minutes when I force myself to start typing.
Why don't you talk about your first book? Aren't you going to try to get that published?
No, it's too long for a first novel. No publisher would take it on, and I don't blame them. Plus, I wrote it before I really got in touch with a voice I'm confident with. So it needs another edit, which won't happen anytime soon. So I don't talk about it because it's on a back burner. Has been for a while now.
And your second novel?
Rather not talk about that one. It's a bit cursed. A book with wit, a statement, relevancy, and too much plotting . . . without plot. It's still the most palatable thing I've done, but even after I try to fix it again, I'm sure it'll just gather dust under my bed. Honestly, that wouldn't bother me if I could just finish my current book . . . .
Running much?
Only as much as I can. I really want to run more, but with working from 4-12, and the wife working 7-3, there's no good opportunity. I'm happy to get 4-5 days a week. Some day this kid will be in kindergarten so I will be able to run consistently again. Sometime.
So you're destroying your kitchen?
Yeah, it needs it. New cabinets, changed plumbing, disposal, dishwasher, new floor, new paint, new counters, new layout, lazy susan . . . we're looking forward to it. But right now everything's piled into the dining room. It's kind of neat, although the wife is always running around, telling everyone we live in a hole and we never cooked anyway so it's no different than before. She can be so discouraging sometimes.
How's Nolan?
Ladies and gentlemen, Nolan has found his feet. He loves grabbing his feet, pulling off his socks, and sucking on his toes. It is disgusting, but funny as hell, mainly because he thinks it's just hilarious.
Big summer plans?
Hopefully a cabin in the woods of northern Wisconsin. The typical wedding. Yeah. Other than that, I'm trying not to have any plans. I gotta tell you, I'm really not looking forward to this whole summer thing. Mainly because people in Wisconsin bitch so much about the weather all year round until now. Now, everyone is practically climaxing about how great the weather is: "Isn't is BEAUTIFUL out today?! Summer is HEEEEEEEEEERE!" It's enough to make me puke.
Been busy. We're tearing our kitchen down to get a knew one. I'm an uncle now. Work still asks me to come in and . . . work. I try to run. And Nolan doesn't like it when I sit him on the bed and then turn around and start typing.
So how's it like being an uncle?
Not much different than being a non-uncle. Although it's nice to see another baby and not be responsible for him.
Do you still hate your job?
No, but it could always be better, right? Whose couldn't? I like my company, I'm just not doing cartwheels for my little division. But there are plenty more reasons to go into work than not.
How's the book coming?
I guess we'll see in a few minutes when I force myself to start typing.
Why don't you talk about your first book? Aren't you going to try to get that published?
No, it's too long for a first novel. No publisher would take it on, and I don't blame them. Plus, I wrote it before I really got in touch with a voice I'm confident with. So it needs another edit, which won't happen anytime soon. So I don't talk about it because it's on a back burner. Has been for a while now.
And your second novel?
Rather not talk about that one. It's a bit cursed. A book with wit, a statement, relevancy, and too much plotting . . . without plot. It's still the most palatable thing I've done, but even after I try to fix it again, I'm sure it'll just gather dust under my bed. Honestly, that wouldn't bother me if I could just finish my current book . . . .
Running much?
Only as much as I can. I really want to run more, but with working from 4-12, and the wife working 7-3, there's no good opportunity. I'm happy to get 4-5 days a week. Some day this kid will be in kindergarten so I will be able to run consistently again. Sometime.
So you're destroying your kitchen?
Yeah, it needs it. New cabinets, changed plumbing, disposal, dishwasher, new floor, new paint, new counters, new layout, lazy susan . . . we're looking forward to it. But right now everything's piled into the dining room. It's kind of neat, although the wife is always running around, telling everyone we live in a hole and we never cooked anyway so it's no different than before. She can be so discouraging sometimes.
How's Nolan?
Ladies and gentlemen, Nolan has found his feet. He loves grabbing his feet, pulling off his socks, and sucking on his toes. It is disgusting, but funny as hell, mainly because he thinks it's just hilarious.
Big summer plans?
Hopefully a cabin in the woods of northern Wisconsin. The typical wedding. Yeah. Other than that, I'm trying not to have any plans. I gotta tell you, I'm really not looking forward to this whole summer thing. Mainly because people in Wisconsin bitch so much about the weather all year round until now. Now, everyone is practically climaxing about how great the weather is: "Isn't is BEAUTIFUL out today?! Summer is HEEEEEEEEEERE!" It's enough to make me puke.
