No, I just run off...for, like, over a year. Sorry about that folks. i just wasn't in the mood to blog while finishing out my last year trapped in the small village where I was. It got to the point where I simply crossed days off my calendar until I could leave. Note to self: that whole isolated writer's life thing that others seem to enjoy so damned much? Not for me. Not at all. I prefer the city to the country. That's an affirmative.
So, in short, I was too depressed to write while living in the super, small and depressing New England village located far away from anywhere.
So what have I ended up doing with my life? Through no choice of my own, the answer thus far is: precious little. Currently I'm camped out for the start of my second month as a homeless and jobless MFA'er. But I am trying to use the time to look for jobs during the day, cook meals for the family I'm living with (as they are working parents) and to generally try to stay out of the way.
The good news is I may actually have yet another gig with Big Media in NYC. If that works out, then I can finally head south and leave this New England business to those who actually enjoy living up here!
Now, I have to run off and figure out what to cook and put on the table for the family as they'll be home soon!
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