...to post once, directly after a vacation, saying that I'll be back on track shortly, followed by a second post 2 or so weeks later saying that I was perhaps wrong earlier and wasn't back just yet, but would be soon, and then to disappear for 3+ months only to claim to be back once more?
Right, didn't think so.
I make no promises as to just how "back" or not I may be. Let's see how this goes, and we can move forward from there.
So, what's been new since October? Sadly, little. But there are a few things I can say:
1. I've been promoted, or am at least deep into the process of being promoted. Offer letter has been signed, business cards with the snazzy new title have been ordered, and I've started doing some of the new work. All while technically retaining my old title and still doing my old job on top of the new one. It's a special form of bureaucracy, really. Wonderful stuff.
2. New cell phone that I'm quite pleased with. She's a looker, if I do say so myself.
3. I watched my favorite sports team go out with a fizzle. But it was a damned good year for them, the best in 18, so I shouldn't complain. Though I probably have, and will continue to.
4. I nurtured a good friend through a horrible ordeal: bedbugs.
Fuck. Is that really it?
I won a pub quiz one night, but it didn't nearly as much to do with me as it did to my friend Jen and her boyfriend Sam. They were the whiz kids.
Here's the thing, about the absence from here... This, here, right now, is the first thing I'm writing since... well since oh-so-eloquent "Be Back Soon" post in mid-October. I've mentally drafted a bunch of things, probably one every week or 2, but I've never put finger to keypad, as it were. And as for anything non-website-related, it's been much, much longer. I haven't gone so far as to look back at Last Saved dates on any files, because I'm scared that I might be underestimating myself, but it's been a good, solid year.
So, plans are afoot (though not quite in place just yet) to change the neglect I've shown to myself and my writing. If all goes as planned, I'll be back here, and I've got some interesting ideas I've been thinking about (a collection of short stories, an unrelated one-off short story, and maybe a 3rd draft of my most recent novel). It's time to shit or get off the pot.
I just don't know what the pot symbolizes.
