I haven’t updated in…well, in forever. No time, no energy. Feeling unwell really sucks, as does sitting at your desk and being able to run your hands through your hair and pull out strands and hanks of it – such a horrible feeling. This Leo’s vanity is in shreds and tatters, I tell you! :)
For the moment I’ve placed a notice on the site that I’m not taking on any additional cover work for the rest of the year as I am fully booked. Having a full schedule is awesome for a freelancer, of course – but there have been some issues with all the work. One of those issues includes not actually getting paid, which is the first time that this has happened since I began working freelance. I suppose that you can only bank on people’s decency for so long before you run into a few bad apples, but nevertheless I’ll be working on some new guidelines for the coming year.
But enough with the negative stuff, put that crap away in a box and shut the lid. I’ve really been wanting to write lately, I’ve been feeling the deep itch to put all those stories jostling each other in my mind down on paper. I think that I could be an okay writer in time – or at least I think I could tell an interesting story. Hey, we all suck when starting out, right? We’re allowed. The point is getting better, to learn your craft and put those hours of mind sweat in and finally get some reasonable chops that you’re not ashamed for others to see. At least that’s what I’m telling myself.
Phil and I are still playing some ArcheAge, although the reality of playing in a mostly unmoderated sandbox is getting me down a bit. There are bots and hackers galore, which Trion seems unmotivated to control (if anyone still works at Trion, that is – I have a feeling that things are mostly running themselves). There are a lot of very unlovely types playing the game, more than I remembered existing in EVE. It’s a shame, as I think this game had more potential than any MMO that I’ve seen in years.
Winter is coming, well and truly. Not gorgeous postcard-lovely winter with fluffy snow, but that thin, mean English winter consisting of rain, grey skies and fingers and toes which just won’t warm up.
And speaking of cold fingers, I think it’s time for another cup of tea. :)