Thought I was dead? I feel the same way sometimes.
I haven’t been writing for a few reasons, mostly apathy. I’ve also been trying to get the next 15 chapters of Summer Rain done before the end of the month, and I work on them during lunch. It doesn’t look like I’ll make it, but I have a lot done now.
Marie is visiting on Friday, for a week. It’s going to be cool and I can’t wait to see her again. All’s well there except for the fact that she doesn’t live in Seattle yet.
I’m very tired. I bought an Atari 2600. I want to go to Taco Bell, except I know it will make me sick. My throat’s a little sore, but I’m taking a bunch of vitamins and gargling salt water at night to keep from getting sicker. I need to clean my apartment, but maybe I won’t because I don’t think there’s anything I could do to scare Marie. I haven’t drank any soda all day.
That’s it for now. Maybe I’ll write more when I’m feeling creative.
Still alive. On an agressive schedule with the edits to Summer Rain – I am trying to wrap up the 15 chapters that make up book 2 before Marie shows up on 10/2. It’s a mess, but it’s slowly falling in place – I’ve written about 60,000 words – the first fifteen chapters were like 84,000 words. So I might make it, especially if I don’t sleep this weekend.
I’m listening to Shadowfax – their third(?) album, The Dreams of Children. I just bought it tonight, and I think that completes my collection. It’s a shame that Chuck Greenberg, the group’s nucleus, passed away a couple years ago. I really like their stuff, and if there’s one band I listen to the most while writing this book, it’s them. (Chick Corea is second; Pat Metheny might be in third.) Their compilation What Goes Around is pretty much the soundtrack to Summer Rain, partially because it’s something I listened to back in 1992, and every song is imprinted heavily with those memories.
Not a lot is going on otherwise. I’m counting down the days until Marie shows up again (15) but having this self-imposed deadline to beat is really making the time fly. I also have a lot going down at work, so it’s been busy all around, with nothing interesting to talk about. I guess I have been spending some time on www.ebay.com, trying to track down Atari 2600 crap. I just bought a VCS and a bunch of games and I can’t wait until they get here. It was pretty cheap, and I just want to have an old-school, self-contained unit to play with. Games are cheap – usually about a buck each. The video quality is bad, but they don’t make games like they used to – it’s not just a rehash of mortal kombat or mario, there are some real playable titles out there. Plus, with a fifth of vodka and a friend, it can be a really hilarious evening. So if you have a bunch of Atari shit in your closet, let me know and maybe I can give you a few bucks for some of it.
Like I said, nothing else. I better keep writing before Conan. Later.
I ate breakfast today. It was a pretty weird experience, even though it was just cereal and grapefruit juice. And for lunch, it’s salad and a bunch of fresh fruit. Maybe if I keep this up, I might shed a couple of pounds. I’m trying to give up red meat, fast food, and most processed sugar. (famous last words).
I am writing a Godzilla parody. I’m thinking of writing a bunch of skit ideas and sending them blind to Conan O’Brien. I’m reading a book about “black” planes and browsing another book about military hardware. (Marie left both here for me – I told you she was the perfect woman for me.) I haven’t gotten back into Summer Rain yet, but maybe I will soon. And figuring out what I should and shouldn’t eat is taking up a lot of my time, but I guess that will cool off after I get used to it. Oh, and I’m messing with the C-64 a lot, but mostly just reading about it – it’s still in the closet, but maybe I’ll drag it out soon.
Nothing else. I am obsessed with Coke Slurpees. I have two obsessions in my life, and that’s one of them. It’s probably temporary – the other’s more permanent, and doesn’t contain caffiene (except when she’s drinking coffee, I guess.) I need to finish my lunch now.