He MUST Have Been Drunk

Well, I didn’t get the bookstore job. On to Plan B, which is not, much as I wish it were, sitting around waiting for the boss of the guy who turned me down to call me back, apologize for the clearly drunken insane behavior of his underling, and hire me. It is looking at other bookstores! With blackjack! And hookers!

Meanwhile, trying to become a Famous Author continues, with steps forward and steps backward.

Forward:
-I have sent out the Hive story, the one that the Captain Crazypants Writers of the Future people thought was pretty swell, off to another magazine.
-Speaking of Writers of the Future, the madness inspiration gripped me last night and finally forced me to write almost the entirety of the exploding cow story I thought up a few months ago and then promptly forgot about. I’m on to the denouement now.
-Doctors! continues to trundle along toward its first really climactic episode chapter, in which our hero begins to fight for his friends instead of just sitting around wishing everyone thought like he did.

Backward:
-The OGYAFE, which so far consists mostly of crazed notes to myself and plot outlines, is demanding some actual prose and attention. It is trying to distract me from my Doctors! before they are done.
-The runaway characters are beginning to swarm, too. I do not have time to write the Susan Epic, or the Romeo and Juliet and Space Pirates story, or Dweiji’s adventures in SPACE.
-And while the current Fukitol has steadied me mentally, it once again saps my motivation. Napping wishes to outpace writing as my main form of activity these days.

In limbo again, but I feel this limbo is not very bad. I am enjoying myself, at least, and I have Goals, so limbo will not continue indefinitely.

Back to the notebooks!