Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Thursday, 5 June 2008

Sporadic updates... check

Well, it seems that I'm about as useful as ever when it comes to keeping this thing up to date (not that anyone really cares anyway).

So the main reason that I am updating is to express my own personal satisfaction for having outdone what I have always considered to be my best story-

http://thebridgeburnerstories.blogspot.com/search/label/S%202.4%20Through%20the%20Looking%20Glass

At least from a personal perspective I have always considered it to be my best work, even when accounting for all the non TBB stories. The new story isn't yet finished, it being part of the After The Legacy series (or the TBB Novel for short), but two days ago I decided that I was leaving the main antagonist to appear far too late (which made the earlier chapters look like filler) so I have written an entirely new opening for section 1.2. This new opening is my source of pride for several reasons, the characters, the struggle in the face of inevitability, the last taste of humanity, plus it's about Mashed who to this point was never properly developed as a character. I might post it up at some point, and will at least certainly be sending it to Aven in order to get his opinion, if I'm writing about TBB I can't think of anyone whom I would rather reading it.

So, any other news in the world of your humble narrator? Not really, have been to the States again, and am still of the opinion that if the right opportunity opened up I would be away like a flash.

The only other thing is that I found out today that I young lady who used to work for me, and whom I will admit to having had a crush on, went to the US and got married in Vegas last week (yeah, the married in Vegas thing certainly sounds tacky but the wedding pics looked very tasteful). I've found myself bothered quite a deal since discovering this, not about the wedding you understand (that's in the past), but the fact that this girl younger than I, whom I once was attracted to, is now married. I can't help but feel that I've once again let life pass me by, again I'm not talking about the girl here, I feel that I've drifted a lot between the relatively easy options and have never really done anything to define myself, to have given my existence meaning. I don't know, perhaps I'm rambling and just feeling melancholy because another girl has been taken off the market, but at present it feels that I just lack accomplishment.

Thursday, 20 September 2007

The Mother of all Updates (at the moment)

Haven't updated for a while, and since I am currently drunk I can think of no better time (though some may question my reasoning, but since this is my blog you can all go perform oral sex on a diseased warthog [if you disagree that is, if you agree then may the deity of your choice rain milk, honey and whatever rainbows and happiness of your choosing upon your household]).

So, what's new..? Not a hell of a lot really. Dublin Horse Show was as usual a blast, and I have once again drank at least my body weight in Jack Daniels whiskey (I swear that they should be sending me a medal or something by now). There have been a few ups (those responsible you know who you are, and I thank you), there have been a few downs (those responsible you also know who you are, and I may be a nice person but I am also very vindictive), and there have been those few occasions where not a lot has really been worth recording here but is worthy of mention because I am trying to fill space.

Have now not looked at a short story effort in almost a year and the novel is finally getting to the main plot (God you would not believe how much lead time you have to give a story just so you can say 'And now this happens...'), and again I am questioning my ability to write beyond sci-fi or the *cough* numerous love stories that I have (I haven't typed them up Aven because I still want to maintain some kind of credibility).

Other than that, new house in Dungannon is proceeding slowly if expensively, and the closer I get to moving back home the more I find myself wondering if the best thing in the world for me would be to buy a one way ticket to Dubrovnik and start working my way east.

Apart from all else mentioned I am still drinking my brains out and acting like some hyperactive teenager instead of the adult I am. (Plus I have the suspicion that this evening I may have inadvertently cost my father a lot of money... whoops).