So anyway, what’s up with me?

As it turns out: not much. Trying to keep on top of writing deadlines (and managing to, just barely) and working the day job and having a life. You know, the same as anyone else.

I finished one of the last key stories for a project coming out this spring. I have another to knock out in a week or so. Then a few smaller ones and hopefully soon I can announce a couple of things formally. Maybe even with pictures.

Then it’s one to other projects, which have lined up deeply into next year already. Unless some of them fall through, which is certainly possible. Whatever will be, ya know?

It’s so easy to get wrapped up in the moment with this stuff. To get caught in the wonderful magic of “Oh man this is gonna be so cool when it happens” that it becomes easy to forget the reality of the situation: Most of these projects fall apart.

It’s the nature of the game. Some great ideas just never happen. There are a million reasons why that is, but it just is. So you dust off and keep moving. But it can still knock the wind out of you if you aren’t careful. Maybe that’s just me.

Anyway. Moving along.

Projects. Many of them. And so I’ll go into the holidays with a plan to work through them and count myself lucky to get to do so. Makes life sing a bit more.

Outside of work and such? I dunno. Watch a movie here and there, go out here and there, generally live a very quiet and fairly uneventful life. It’s nice.

Except when people stop me on the subway and ask me for change. Now, I had headphones on so I didn’t say anything at first. But after I removed them I got asked again. It went a little something like this:

“Spare change?”

“Sorry, man.”

“Why you always gotta be like that?”

“Have we met?”

“Fuck you, James Brown!”

“Huh…”

“Yeah, you heard me. Think you’re all that just cause you’re dead…”

“If I’m dead how can I give you change?”

“SHIT! Fuck you, James Brown! FUCK YOU!” He then proceeded to curse out other people on the train and get off at the next stop.

So for the record - today I am, in fact, the Godfather of Soul.

Can I get an Amen?