I was originally planning to wait until this page hit it’s first anniversary before I did another check in post, but it also feels overdue. After all, 2018 has been eventful in both wonderful and absolutely dreadful ways. I’m going to keep this post to the positive stuff, and also excuse my lack of progress on a lot of projects that I’ve been hacking away at. After all, I don’t need to bring any of that to the front of my brain. Nor would I want to bring you kind folks down. It’s been a hard year, 2018, much like the past couple of years before it, and I try as hard as I can to keep this page away from such subjects, despite a story or two in my drafts folder getting political. So let’s celebrate some stuff since there’s some truly amazing stuff to celebrate.
The best news is at the end, so…stick around.
Writing
Let’s get the weaker part of the year out of the way. I have been writing. I’ve even put a lot text on the page. Unfortunately, very little of this includes finished work. I have some new short fiction in the works, including a flash piece that’s on draft three. I started writing a novel, worked on plotting a long project, developed another novel, and even found some solutions for a book that I’ve been writing for over two years.
Occasional Debris is painfully overdue to be finished up. It became a novel during my first month of employment at my last job. By the end of my run with that company, I’d written about fifty thousand words, covering half of the book, and was a scattered mess. I’d been trying to solve the problems I saw in it for a long time, and only recently did I come up with something satisfying that both fit the nature of the story as it already existed in my brain, but, lazily enough, also kept me from having to start over from chapter two.
None of this ultimately matters unless I start finishing some work, and getting it crammed into the eyes of the fine people who read sci-fi and fantasy. I’m not worth my weight as an author if I’m not actually telling stories. I’ve been trying to figure out what this means to me in my current lifestyle, which has shifted this year, and will be even more chaotic next year.
Yes, that’s a tease for the final section of this article.
In the absence of solid writing practices, I’ve been posting on this page. Well, I’ve been posting about video games on this page. But as I said months ago, it’s kept my writing brain in motion where it had been largely stagnant for the two years I was at my last job. Ideas never stopped coming in, which is both a blessing and a curse. After all, if I’m not finishing work, finding more work in my brain is something difficult to contend when I’m not finishing the work that’s already on my plate. On the bright side, some of the stuff I have in the works is exciting. The ideas are challenging to my own pen. All of this is beside the fact that for the first time since I started writing, I’ve not had to salivate about the potential of making money off of my writing since…
The Job
I finally escaped from retail back in April. Twelve years of my life saw me working with the general public, face to face, and dealing with the constant quality of life decline that is associated with entry-level retail work. Even though I spent the majority of the past nine years with middle management positions in two different businesses, those jobs weren’t particularly great for me. I never made enough money to swallow how much those roles were tearing my brain apart. There are few things I can say about my career in retail that were good, and most of them have to do with the some of the amazing souls I worked with.
After a month long dance with HR, I took a customer service role with A Local Power Quality Company. Given the nature of how corporations want to be seen in social media, I don’t dare tempt fate and list them by name. Unlike my previous work, I am working with corporations, and scheduling technicians to repair machines on sites around the country. Most of my shifts are overnight, which allows me to see Jo more than I had during the year where I was stuck in second shift at my previous job. I rarely speak to people who are angry. I’ve not been cursed at. I’ve not had someone get mad and sling bananas around (as far as I’m aware – they could be doing it at the other end of the phone). I have excellent co-workers, managers, and the environment is genuinely amazing.
I’ve not been this happy in a long time. Despite all of the horrors surrounding me in the world, I’m in a good place. I can happily look at my position in life, and show some pride in my job.
Now, let’s get nerdy before we get to the best news…
Gaming
The dumbest section of this post, but let’s face it: people read the gaming stuff more than anything else I’ve ever put on here.
I’ve dropped some hardware from my rig this year, which saw me removing about thirty to forty games from my library. Most of these games went to eStarland and Lost Ark Video Games (Greensboro has the best game shop I’ve been to in NC), and I’ve turned that credit into several rare PS1 JRPGs. In turn, I’ve also finished several JRPGs this year.
Basically, I came to the realization that I’d rather dedicate my limited gaming time to RPGs. Sure, I still play other things, and I’ve even knocked out four Zelda games over the past couple of months. But I still find that there’s more fun for me to have in the dozens of turn-based games I missed over the past twenty-five years. I’ve acquired games that I’ve wanted to add to my library for as long as I’ve taken the medium seriously, and I’m even hacking away at those titles (I’ve got things to say about Arc the Lad I in the near future).
It’s been nice to refocus the hobby a bit. And to write extensively about the medium, and the games I’ve been playing. So, thanks for reading that stuff.
Now for the big one…
Baby Lynette
Starting a new job earlier this year was already amazing news. I was in training, working shorter shifts, taking classes on how to do my job, essentially relaxing before the job kicked in full force. I was getting ready for work one morning, a day that was going to end within a mere five hours or so. Jo came upstairs, a look of astonishment, of wonder, shining in from her gorgeous blue eyes.
We were going to be parents. We were going to have a child of our own. A little bit Jo, a little bit me.
I was thrilled. And terrified. Amazed. Afraid. Mostly afraid.
The past few months have seen us preparing our house for our little girl to join us. I still have a lot to do in regards to home renovations (painting that second and third floor hall is something I have dreaded doing for so long). We have a lot of things left to buy before we are “ready” (because you can’t be ready for having a kid).
I still find myself mostly speechless regarding Lynette. I’ve been able to overcome some of the early terror, and its been replaced by nervous excitement. I get to meet this little person in a couple of months, and she’s going to be such a stellar little human being.
That said, I’m still worried about me in all of this. I’ve got a lot of flaws that I know I have to temper over the next few months. But I know Jo will help tend to me cleaning up these parts of my self. I honestly couldn’t have a better partner in braving our latest adventure. She’s been heroic for every minute of the nine years we’ve been together, and I know she’s going to be an amazing mother. She’s got a lot of faith in me, despite knowing what I need to improve upon.
Forgive me for being unable to say a lot here. The emotions I’ve got coating my brain are obviously kind of cloudy and weird and beautiful. I’ve felt that little person touch me already, dancing around in the womb.
She’s definitely our child though. Jo told me she moved around a lot when we were at the Distant Worlds show we went to. I even got to feel her moving around for myself.
It’s been so cool, and it’s only going to get better.







