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Life, Don’t Talk To Me About Life; or, Don’t Panic!

May 21st, 2009

Two lines from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy seemed quite appropriate here.

I haven’t forgotten about this site, and this time it’s not a case of writer’s block. Life just keeps getting in the way. Between my shed and part of my house catching on FIRE and destroying between 75-95% of my personal effects (notes, drawing pads, etc.) collected over the last decade, finals week at school, car problems, less hours at work and getting in a fight with my brother…. working on Moose River just isn’t something that was highest on my priorities. I haven’t even approved your comments either, that’s how much I haven’t been around.

The upside is that I’ve gotten over the loss of my shed (the silver lining to that dark cloud is that after every devistating moment of my life–something of mine is stolen, computer deletion, idiotically breaking up with the only girl I ever loved–I do everything to prevent it from happening again, and it works), school is almost over, I’ll be working more, my car’s fixed, and I’m finally cool with my brother again… so things are looking up, at least enough to let me start working on Moose River again soon. The script for Chapter 7 has been completed a long time ago, it’s just that I’ve been so preoccupied with the aforementioned bullshit.

I need to become the ubermench I used to be. I must admit that I’ve slipped over the last few years, but it’s only a matter of time before I get back to the ubermench I used to be, maybe even stronger than I’ve ever been.

I think first off I need to do is take a break from conventions. I’m getting sick of doing them. One issue though is FanimeCon is coming up and I’m hardly prepared for it. I’m also not sure if I will be prepared for it in tme either. Hmmmm…

Beh, anyways, that’s where I am now.

2 Responses to “Life, Don’t Talk To Me About Life; or, Don’t Panic!”

  1. Tom sezzzzz:

    You’re shitting me. A fire??

    Also a shame about the convention thing. If I had a house I’d put you up for MOCCA in NY… Granted, it’d still be a 90 minute train ride, but…

  2. mayor of moose river sezzzzz:

    TOM: I shit you not! About 75% of my stuff went up in flames or was destroyed by the water used to put out the fire. I lost one of my most favorite items too: a box my friend Jen (of Mystic Revolution fame) made for me with all these words that described me that she meticulously cut out and pasted onto the inside of the box. 🙁

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