In addition to writing-related posts (or, at least, story-related posts, even if some of those stories are on film), I will likely be interspersing comments on my quest for a new job.
I've been at this current job for ten years, four months. Though there are things about it I enjoy and that make coming to work an interesting prospect, matters have deteriorated since my first supervisor left in early September 2001, just before the 9/11 attacks. (No connection, just pieces of my world changing at similar times.) There have been bizarre events, crazy rumors, lazy coworkers, opposition to logic and professional practices; and through much of it I've had to deal with a disintegrating family and sudden health issues, one of which happened back in the summer and led me to reevaluate my life.
I'm not where I want to be, either as a person or as a writer.
As a result, one manuscript was finished, and other writing projects begun. (I've not entered any contests or sent any work for publication, however, since the most recent short story was published.) Also, I've been sending out resumes and responding to "help wanted" ads, looking for a job where things make sense, where I don't feel as if I'm living in an upside-down universe where right is wrong, practical is pooh-poohed, or logic or creative solutions are looked at sideways. Weird, but the only sense I've found sometimes resides in fiction.
There is my faith, of course, and a lot of everyday, practical wisdom in the Bible--but even working with people who profess the same faith has not made things easier. In fact, often those are the very people who are the greatest obstacles. I don't understand it.
Anyway, I'll be posting things every once in a while about the journey toward job satisfaction. That'll be a story in itself.