Yesterday, I posted this as my Facebook status: "Well, it looks like Geri and I have a house and will soon be moving 6 or 7 miles to the southeast. Busy, busy, busy...."
This whole year has been extremely busy, and feels like a blur with no end in sight. As I've said before, I published 10 books between January 1st and May 9th via Crisis Chronicles Press. There are three primary reasons for that rapid (and for me unprecedented) pace: 1) I was so behind (so far that 6 of those 10 had taken me over 3 years to publish) and being so far behind was becoming more and more unbearable to me. 2) I suspected I'd be doing a lot more seasonal day work during the spring, summer and fall, and didn't want to fall even further behind on press work when that time came, so I needed to get as much as I could done while I was still largely homebound. And 3) for once, for several months in a row no life crises came up to slow down my progress significantly. But by May I got a non-Press day job again, and then another, and other life priorities came up, and as expected, press work slowed to a crawl. I'm not complaining, just explaining. I know that by the end of fall my day job will slow down, other issues will be resolved and I will pick up the press pace again. Meanwhile, I hope to at least get a few new books out while it's still summer. Two forthcoming Crisis Chronicles Press titles, Ode to Horatio and Other Saviors by Carolyn Srygley-Moore and Inquiry into Loneliness by Meg Harris are THIS CLOSE to being published. Meanwhile I continue to "make hay while the sun shines" in every way possible.
And then this new house business came up fairly quickly. While I was working, Geri kept looking for places. The stairs to our upstairs apartment have become too much for her. They're also becoming too much for our dog Lady, who was diagnosed with cancer this year. I didn't expect us to find and afford and be able to close the deal on a place so quickly. I thought maybe it wouldn't be till next year or later in the nebulous future. But before I knew it, we're here, and suddenly I have a lot of packing and other move-related things to do every free moment I get. I feel stressed (and not just because of all this), but also excited and very fortunate. We're picking up the keys to our new house this evening. I just need to keep going at a breakneck pace for the next month or few to get everything done.
There are so many other pressing things that I'd like to talk about, but I can't right now. Maybe one day. But I've rambled on enough for one morning, and I need to DO more than I need to talk. Hopefully, I'll have photos to share the next time I write.
Peace, love and poetry,
John
This whole year has been extremely busy, and feels like a blur with no end in sight. As I've said before, I published 10 books between January 1st and May 9th via Crisis Chronicles Press. There are three primary reasons for that rapid (and for me unprecedented) pace: 1) I was so behind (so far that 6 of those 10 had taken me over 3 years to publish) and being so far behind was becoming more and more unbearable to me. 2) I suspected I'd be doing a lot more seasonal day work during the spring, summer and fall, and didn't want to fall even further behind on press work when that time came, so I needed to get as much as I could done while I was still largely homebound. And 3) for once, for several months in a row no life crises came up to slow down my progress significantly. But by May I got a non-Press day job again, and then another, and other life priorities came up, and as expected, press work slowed to a crawl. I'm not complaining, just explaining. I know that by the end of fall my day job will slow down, other issues will be resolved and I will pick up the press pace again. Meanwhile, I hope to at least get a few new books out while it's still summer. Two forthcoming Crisis Chronicles Press titles, Ode to Horatio and Other Saviors by Carolyn Srygley-Moore and Inquiry into Loneliness by Meg Harris are THIS CLOSE to being published. Meanwhile I continue to "make hay while the sun shines" in every way possible.
And then this new house business came up fairly quickly. While I was working, Geri kept looking for places. The stairs to our upstairs apartment have become too much for her. They're also becoming too much for our dog Lady, who was diagnosed with cancer this year. I didn't expect us to find and afford and be able to close the deal on a place so quickly. I thought maybe it wouldn't be till next year or later in the nebulous future. But before I knew it, we're here, and suddenly I have a lot of packing and other move-related things to do every free moment I get. I feel stressed (and not just because of all this), but also excited and very fortunate. We're picking up the keys to our new house this evening. I just need to keep going at a breakneck pace for the next month or few to get everything done.
There are so many other pressing things that I'd like to talk about, but I can't right now. Maybe one day. But I've rambled on enough for one morning, and I need to DO more than I need to talk. Hopefully, I'll have photos to share the next time I write.
Peace, love and poetry,
John
