Eyes

15th September 2009 2nd April 2020 by Sleeper in No Comment

Missed the last train home,
Birds pass by to tell me that I’m not alone.
Over pushing myself to finish this part,
I can handle a lot,
But one thing I’m missing is in your eyes.

All in all, my 10,958th day on the planet hasn’t thus far been ay different to all the rest. A pleasant start to the day, good-natured teasing from my colleagues when they found out (and even one who got my reference to Carrousel!).

A new decade spans before me – what to make of it? I can only guess. Interesting developments abound in more than one direction, some good, some not so good. But – I’m alive, and like (almost) everyone who got here before me, surprised to discover that.

Forever Autumn

3rd September 2009 2nd April 2020 by Sleeper in No Comment

The summer sun has faded as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near.
The winter winds will be be much colder
When you’re not here.

What’s this? A genuine blog post? Not sure what’s going on here, but I’d like it to become a habit so we’ll see.

Autumn is my least favourite time of year. I’m not sure when that happened, but I tend to get overly reflective of what I’ve done in the preceding 12 months, the evenings noticeably drawing in at the same moment that I turn a year older. And I look at what I’ve attained over the past year. As always, there are things I wish that I’d done differently, or not at all, and I start to plan for the next year. What’s up first? NaNoWriMo.

Last year’s successful attempt, The Logic Bomb I’m still as attached to as when I finished it. This year, I’m starting to fill in the blanks for Thinner Than Water, what I hope is a very different take on the often-clichéd vampire genre. I’m still also attached to another, very different, idea I call Simplicity, but I don’t have a good story to fit it into (yet).

After that, I aim to spend a good amount of time fixing up The Logic Bomb so it’s fit for someone other than me to read it. That should take up a few months. Maybe by this time next year I can show something more than just a fifty-thousand word pile of words worked on over a single November.