I’ve spent quite some time between posts doing things I should be doing as opposed to things I’d rather be doing. I’ve redesigned and rebuilt my portfolio site from the ground up, started building a new client’s web space, and tried to keep up with my writing assignments from my publisher. I’ve also taught myself ASP, ActionScript and how to use FLASH MX to animate.
You might wonder why I would invest so much time on WebDev projects considering that I’m a writer… eventually, I’ll have to move back to the mainland and most likely to one of five major cities (LA, SF, SD, NY or BOS). I’ll need to be a "jack of all trades" if I expect to be marketable to a tech company and learning how to function within a variety of programming languages will better position me against competition for the few jobs available for writers.
Of course, I could throw a wrench into any and all of these plans if I actually sell a script (selling spec scripts is virtually impossible, so I’m not kidding myself). My novel is proceeding nicely, but I have no illusions about whether I’m cut out to be a novelist (I’m not). I enjoy writing and it may turn out that I never accomplish anything other than a lifelong love affair with the written word. Is that so bad? To enjoy doing something and more often than not, getting paid to do it, is what just about everyone aspires to do on a professional level.
So, if you are among the three or four people who have been disappointed by my lack of posting on the blog lately, I apologize for leaving you hanging. If you’re among the hundreds who visit and couldn’t give two shits, thanks for visiting and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
And if you’re cookie lurking, don’t you have anything better to do?