#182. Yes I Am Falling

Waiting for this year's PWI 500 to arrive means you are being spared for a little while longer continued thoughts on pro wrestling. So instead I'll note that Yes I Am Falling concluded after eleven chapters at myspace, a fair bit earlier than I'd thought, but it seemed to run its course. Not to fear, I'm already plotting a follow-up, something a little less dense, a bit more, shall we say? fun. YIAF wasn't that much fun, either for me to write or for its theoretical readers to, well, read. Still, it did what I set out to do, and now I have another short story under my belt. Yay!

#181. Yes I Am Falling, Fringe

I've gotten four chapters into Yes I Am Falling, which is somewhat remarkable because after the first installment, it took a few days for me to get back to it, but then I discovered a new writing pattern, at least for this project, which revolves on getting about a page done per chapter, which seems to be easy enough, and it works well with the morning sessions I can devote to it.

A buddy of mine at Lower Decks has taken the initiative to relaunch the site, and he pencilled me as a columnist for Mondays, after I'd expressed interest to chip in, which will make that two Monday columns...I've also volunteered to review the new J.J. Abrams series Fringe. Now I have to make sure I'm going to be able to actually watch it...

Hey! One more word on Sadie! Her last night at Borders while she was saying her teary goodbyes, I'm pretty sure she said she would be back to buy my book (I've done all sorts of graffiti in the copies at my store). She hasn't yet, and I'm more and more convinced that she should already have moved to California by now. I'm not saying I misunderstood her or necessary anticipate her visiting here again very soon...Just that, yeah, I'd love to see her again...Stop it! Be happy! It'll be okay!

#180. Paperback Reader Returns

In the turnaround of the century, I'm writing my column at Paperback Reader again. I guess I figured because I was writing the column anyway that I might as well start putting it up officially again. I worked out a few bugs, refined some things, and even made a picture of myself for the column image. So, yay!

Sad, sad, sad that Sadie's last day at Borders was on Friday and I get to potentially never see her again. In many ways, I handled the whole emotional arc over the course of July (and in the poems), but it still doesn't exactly make it easy for the countless ways it still sucks. This, um, will probably be my last blog about it...