God, it's been an age since I actually updated this thing. Almost a whole month! The sad part is that I don't really have much to update with. Without a job to bitch about I seem to have settled into a sort of pleasant ambivalence.
I have had some folks come and look at the condo. As a matter of fact, I've got someone coming over this afternoon. While they're here, I shall be off at the movies, probably watching the latest Resident Evil flick.
I've been banging away on the writing, working on a mystery. It's bloody hard, writing a mystery. The self-criticism doesn't help any. I tend to write a few pages a day, go back and read 'em, decide they're crap and get the overwhelming urge to delete the lot. Lately, though, I've overcome this problem by simply not rereading what I write. I'm just spilling my guts on the screen, saving it, and trying to get on with things.
So, naturally, I get hit with a bout of writer's block.
Bloody. Hell.
That's pretty much it.
Still alive and dreading the first snow. - G.