I forgot to check in here.
Sorry.
I'm officially an author, now. Even if I am self-published. And not paid much. My second book should be out Jan/Feb '14. Part two of a trilogy. And I'm working on finishing up part three on a daily basis.
I have a day job. It helped pay for a better computer[I can see the easter egg in the board header pic
] and a Dropbox account so my stories should never get evaporated again. Note the qualifier. Should is never is.But even my backups have backups. I think that's enough.
Oh, and I'm also running a blog in lieu of internutter.org - the links in my sig alternate between the blog (one story a day, every day, so far this year. Yipe) and my Smashwords account where you can get some free literature and maybe buy a few things, too[PLEASE buy something! I need expensive shoes!].
And thanks to Tumblr, I'm learning new stuff. Like - how to check Snopes and the news feeds before sharing information I find. Or how much awesome and wonderful shit is out there. And, to a degree, how I could never compete unless I keep on trying. Hence, the story a day. Hence, the novel writing.
Alas, I also have rheumatism in my wrists(!) so in order to keep my day job, I have to limit the novel-writing to five hundred words a day or suffer the painful consequences. I did try a thousand a day, but it HURT. I am insanely jealous of Jennifer doing a chapter a day. Goodonyer.
And thanks to two little developments named Mayhem and Chaos, I now have a battle-field view of ASD. Be warned, I may jargon.
Finally, given that one has to consistently do the same thing wonderful for ten years before they get Noticed... I have eight more years of self-publishing before it starts to pay off in any significant way.
....and lately I've become obsessed with a steampunk robot band from San Diego...
