More Of Gravy Than Of Grave
Well hello there. Yes, it has been a while. That's all right though, it makes our reunion that much sweeter.
So as I write this I'm fending off the demons of food poisioning. It's funny, I've always been sort of a human garbage disposal, and never once felt any worse for the wear, but now, ugh. I don't even recall eating anything that was that questionable, and certainly nothing that Holly didn't have, though she seems to be fine. So, as it stands now ... I'm not quite dehydrated (I've been brave enough to offer myself tiny sips of ice water) but I'm friggin starving! I fought it all off most of the night but earlier this morning I lost the battle, so actually, overall I do feel better ... but I don't want a repeat performance, if you know what I mean. Anyway ...
Okay, for those of you who don't know, Holly and I got married December 04, 2005, in a quiet little ceremony at our home in Richmond. She was of course, gorgeous and I was doing okay in my new suit. There's about 2,000 pictures (exaggeration :)), but only a handful of electronic ones. I'll post a couple of those on the site and post the link in one of these journal entries.
We chose not to honeymoon immediately after the wedding, as we had to move to our new little home in the country, which currently has its ups and downs. For instance, the house is brand freakin' new ... literally built in 2004. Great right? But the yard is also brand new, which means if you step in it, you sink up to your fucking knee cap! So the back yard is large, just shy of 1/2 acre, but there's no grass, only this reddish clay, so when it rains, well you guessed it. Mud pies anyone? We'll slowly make it more of a home as time passes. The most important aspect of this move though, the genesis for the decision one might say, was so that I could try my hand at writing full-time. I've got an office, time and a woman who believes in me. A writer could ask for no more. Next week begins the rewrite of "Online; A Ghost Story". It should be a second draft, but honestly I don't think the first one was written very well, so I'm sort of starting over with a more in-depth picture of character and motivation. (Thank you Writer's Dreamkit!)
Well, I suppose I should try to eat something ... anything ... just NOT what made me sick. Oh shit, I don't KNOW what made me sick. :( Dammit!
Well lots of love to you all and I hope your holidays were awesome. There's a new short story ("Heartburn") available on the site, in case you didn't notice, but after reading it, don't ask me what it's about because I have no idea. Just take it for what it is.
I'll see you soon!
--Stefan
So as I write this I'm fending off the demons of food poisioning. It's funny, I've always been sort of a human garbage disposal, and never once felt any worse for the wear, but now, ugh. I don't even recall eating anything that was that questionable, and certainly nothing that Holly didn't have, though she seems to be fine. So, as it stands now ... I'm not quite dehydrated (I've been brave enough to offer myself tiny sips of ice water) but I'm friggin starving! I fought it all off most of the night but earlier this morning I lost the battle, so actually, overall I do feel better ... but I don't want a repeat performance, if you know what I mean. Anyway ...
Okay, for those of you who don't know, Holly and I got married December 04, 2005, in a quiet little ceremony at our home in Richmond. She was of course, gorgeous and I was doing okay in my new suit. There's about 2,000 pictures (exaggeration :)), but only a handful of electronic ones. I'll post a couple of those on the site and post the link in one of these journal entries.
We chose not to honeymoon immediately after the wedding, as we had to move to our new little home in the country, which currently has its ups and downs. For instance, the house is brand freakin' new ... literally built in 2004. Great right? But the yard is also brand new, which means if you step in it, you sink up to your fucking knee cap! So the back yard is large, just shy of 1/2 acre, but there's no grass, only this reddish clay, so when it rains, well you guessed it. Mud pies anyone? We'll slowly make it more of a home as time passes. The most important aspect of this move though, the genesis for the decision one might say, was so that I could try my hand at writing full-time. I've got an office, time and a woman who believes in me. A writer could ask for no more. Next week begins the rewrite of "Online; A Ghost Story". It should be a second draft, but honestly I don't think the first one was written very well, so I'm sort of starting over with a more in-depth picture of character and motivation. (Thank you Writer's Dreamkit!)
Well, I suppose I should try to eat something ... anything ... just NOT what made me sick. Oh shit, I don't KNOW what made me sick. :( Dammit!
Well lots of love to you all and I hope your holidays were awesome. There's a new short story ("Heartburn") available on the site, in case you didn't notice, but after reading it, don't ask me what it's about because I have no idea. Just take it for what it is.
I'll see you soon!
--Stefan
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