Thursday, August 27, 2009

A Super Short Interlude

And one that doesn't bode well for my immediate productivity:

Batman: Arkham Asylum is a truly grand video game experience. It captures the atmosphere, mechanics, and terrible awesomeness of what you might imagine it's like to BE BATMAN. The voice acting is incredible (especially for fans of the Bruce Timm cartoon series), and the creators were clever and thoughtful everywhere they could have been clever and thoughtful. Someone noted that the only way to improve it as a game would be a co-op option with Robin, but as a self-described narrative whore I say keep the child away from this madhouse of fun.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Avoiding Writing with More Writing

I have to leave soon for a gathering at 4. Before that, I wanted to get a stressful letter polished and sent. I have it drafted, I've been told it does what I want it to do, it just needs polish. But it's going to hurt, so I'll blog first.

Within three days of my coworker recovering, he hurt the same foot in a different way. This was great, as it inspired me to come up with no less than five different swear words, since I'm the one that has to cover for him. Another good tidbit is that he didn't hurt it so bad this time, so he should be fine to work Monday.

I've found myself drifting towards my book series concept recently. It began years ago when I came up with a family during a writing exercise, and theother members of my group insisted on more. They've come up time and again, and then last year I decided that I should really figure out WHERE these people live. It turned out that this concept was a much bigger beast than I'd intended, and the single short story I was planning on to cover it was a laughably pathetic package. The more I get into it, the more I find to love.

I'm planning on planning a vacation in the coming month or so. As many people and places I'd love to catch up with, I find myself very tempted to just drive an afternoon, find a place to stay for a few nights, and write all day followed by bar crawling at night. I do not remember the last time that I was alone alone for more than part of a day. I feel like that's troublesome. I don't know that I'm going to follow through yet, though, we'll see.

Friday, August 14, 2009

No Way. No. Effing. Way.

It would seem that my wounded coworker has in fact recovered. Monday, I'm back at my normal routine.

I have a lot to do. A LOT. Some of that is catch up, but at least as much is fresh work. A wise and focused person would take advantage of the weekend to get some of those things if not completed, at least organized into an easily approachable obstacle.

Screw that. Screw it all. Screw everyone. Nyaaaaaaaaaaa.