And this time on purpose.
And this time with familial support.
And this time on purpose.
I know, I know. I said “and this time on purpose” twice. That’s because I’m found of doing daring (and often times dangerous) things on purpose more than once.
I’ve submitted my resignation from my full-time, 9 to 5 job to return to writing. For the past almost two years I’ve been working full-time outside of the home as a normal, grunt-type office drone, and for a year I enjoyed it. Until my writing went from everyday on lunch, and hitting it hard on weekends to once a week and spending weekends recharging from the work week, to having not written a word in seven months. Okay, I did write within that seven month period, but it was utter shit. By utter shit I mean it was unworthy to be in the Dog World universe and was more or less torture porn with no real heart or story. Even Tale of an Undead Pussy…Cat (a novel centered entirely Charlotte the Undead Feline from Memoirs of the Walking Dead) fell apart like a cheap paper towel at a Southern barbecue. In short, my writing sucked balls. A few chapters of Charlotte’s story need to be deleted and the hard drive possibly burned, and over 60 pages of Dog World: Reclaiming Hell Pt 1 need to be given a lava bath as to never see the light of a metaphorical printed page. The shit was not bad. It was hell-yeah-that-shit-is-fucking-rotten kind of bad.
I’ve been miserable at this job for almost a year. We moved to a new location far enough from my home that we’re loosing money we can’t afford to lose, and yada, yada, yada, a bunch of other stuff I can’t really reveal because we, employees and company, have a nondisclosure agreement with the NSA (that’s right; National Security Agency), blah blah treason if mentioned, and here I am. I turned in my two weeks notice. My supervisor saw it coming, I was so miserable.
But it’s done, and soon I will be returning to the world of writing full-time. I’m already feeling the rusted gears of my mind starting to turn again. The day I put in my resignation I did something that I’d been putting off for over two months; putting Dog World: Gone to Hell up for sale in paperback. Yeah, that’s how unmotivated I was. Oh, and if you head over to take a look at the new DW, try to ignore that lonesome 5 star review. It makes absolutely no sense to me or anyone that I can think of.
With my returning motivation I will be posting more and returning to the twitterverse, Facebook, etc in the next couple of weeks. It also gives me a chance to reconnect with people like my friends over at PromoteHorror.com, and ilovewerewolves.com I hope they do reconnect with me.
In the mean time, I’m going to be posting more often on the blog, and I’m now open for short story commissions, interviews, and the occasional entertaining at a children’s birthdays. I do an awesome balloon Cthulhu.