Almost done another one...

What a turbulent year for this impoverished writer.  This has been a year that has brought much back into my life that I had hoped was gone for good.  At the same time, it has taken things that I hadn't put much thought into for many years.

In all, I suppose this year is pretty much what a year should be.  We grow with each experience if we are wise. I would of course like to imagine that I have grown a bit this year.  And that is really the whole point of living.

This year was a good year in the respect that I feel that I managed to produce work available for sale.  In fact, this year marks the start of my books available electronically via Kindle.  Though I decided to start with the Kindle first, I plan to move into the Nook thing soon.  But, having such limited time as the holidays drew closer, I needed to make a decision to have my work up one place or the other.  I am pleased with the result, seeing as people did in fact purchase my work!

So what for the new year?  Who knows.  I've been working on a book that I hope to have finished and available by spring, along with a couple of written titles that have yet to be released.  I'm tempted to release a collection of stories around Easter featuring the God character... but who knows.  In all, there will be much writing and editing.  There will also be the return to the comic work and a new piece that has been in development for several months.  And let's not forget, more porn for the The Porno World stories.  And I will admit that I am excited about trying some new things to be posted to Youtube as well as my cooking show.

I could go on and on about shit, but you get the point.  Thanks for reading, and keep coming back!

fuck this year!

tomorrow is X-mas... and what is it "but another year older and not a penny richer?"  Well, any way...

i finished my x-mas story for the year.  You know, I started this whole story thing because I used to send out song lyrics for holidays.  I couldn't think of a good one that year, and I was told I should write a story. i did.

I make nothing from my story every year, but I feel good about having written it... though people don't always love the story... oh well.  Thing is, I write this story for free and spend huge amounts of time on it and make little from it.  This year I have my first 4 years on Kindle, and I sold a few... but in the end, I've made about $1.75 from it...

I sigh...

Lesser of the two for the Holiday

I haven't had to work a christmas in as long as I can remember.  In fact, I don't think I ever had to work on Christmas.  This year, I will have to.  I'm not exactly pleased that I have to work, but I am happy to use the situation to my benefit.

There was a time when I was almost liking the holidays.  I haven't really had any family of my own in quite some time, and this time of the year is a little lonely for me.  So I was happy to go with my wife and spend them there. That is, until about a year ago when it all went to shit because my wife's mother openly remarked about her disapproval of me.  After a heated argument and such, I was left feeling rather uncomfortable being there.  It's been that way ever since.

Obviously, if I have to work on Christmas, I chose to work just a little later in the day so I can at least open gifts with my children.  Then, I'll go to work and my wife will head north to her family.  When I'm done working, there really won't be much point in trying to head up there, because I will still have to work the next morning.  So I'll come back to the empty home and sit here alone.  I'll likely watch a lot of porn and British sitcoms and drink.

I suppose I could go to my mother's house, but I think I would much rather stay here alone.  It shouldn't be like this, I think, but there it is.  I would rather be alone than be around any one in my extended family.

I miss when I was young and no one went anywhere during Christmas.  That day was for presents, toys, and food.  There was no driving hours to get to somewhere to open more presents.  That's what the rest of the holiday week was about.  But I seem to be the only one who feels this way, so there it is.

But I won't have to travel this year... always look on the bright side...

The demons in my bowels...

Every so often I feel there is a demon living in my guts.  I feel that most of the time I just sits there watching TV or something and juts doesn't do anything.  Then sometimes I feel that it gets bored and begins to do things to my inner workings.  It is these times that I notice the demon, for it makes me feel so unwell.  At times, I'll feel a bit of nausea, but often it's just a subtle sound deep in my bowels that will warn me.  Ignore it or not, I will soon begin to feel a pain that I can only imagine is the worst pain I will ever feel in my life.

The demon can be restless any time of the day, but I find he grows bored mostly at night.  I am often awoken by the feel of horns and pitchforks twisting my guts into excruciatingly painful knots as I arise from slumber.  I try to ignore this feeling only a couple of times before I fully wake and realize that the demon needs to be exorcised.

The exorcism is done once again, and I shakily return to bed.  I lay awake for some time wondering if I am the only one suffering with this demon in my bowels?  Eventually I drift off to sleep again... but I know that it will only be a matter of time before the Demon is restless again...

Sleep has brought me to this?

Long weekend so far.  Even with only a couple of shows to do and just a couple of days of work, this is a long weekend every year.  This year, I had to attend a party that I usually, often conveniently, miss. I suppose I have to admit to myself that I often find my mind desiring to avoid people rather than making plans for social events.  I mean, I do make plans to go to a show if friends are playing.  This is a rare thing, though.  In the past five years, I've been to only three shows that I can remember.  All three shows had my one friend's band.

And that's about as much as I cared to be out.  Ever since I quit the bar, I do little to nothing to get together with old friends.  This is okay with me most of the time.

Though I must admit that a friend of mine occasionally invites people to breakfast at a buffet.  I like to go there.  I seem to be a welcome addition to the group, though I often am offensive and probably crude.  (Okay, there's no probably about it)

Okay, well, no buffet this morning... but I'm hungry for eggs any way.