Wing It

First up on the roster is the obligatory update of mundane affairs.
I am doing well, my love is doing all right, and my friends at home are doing pretty good. We are all undergoing our own seasonal stresses - School for some, rough hours for others, no hours for yet others, and a creative mish-mosh for me. I got a gym membership including unlimited guests so I never have to work out alone (because that just slaps me in my own self-inflicted lame bin.)
I still assemble eye-glasses, drive 35 minutes to get to work, and have an irregular diet. I no longer smoke (for a year in April, huzzah!), I still tell myself that I'm a writer, and I struggle in vain to finish written projects.

In other news! No, to answer the questions that my imaginary readers ask, I have not finished the post-apocalyptic piece yet. I have the outline roughly drafted for the second half of the boook, and a steady direction, but the words have been post poned. Mainly because my current project consists of a Role Playing System I'm designing.

I hate math. I've been working on it for years. Math is why. I hate math.

It is pretty much done. I have to test the combat system a few times, work out grappling, all that crap that is so much less important then the actual story (hey hey, just a joke, I love a good battle, relax.) and maybe tweak how magic works. Because now I have to figure out the inexplicable in a form of Numbers and dice. *twitch* REGARDLESS of those complaints I'm pretty happy with it. When I finish adding flavor text and more examples, and all those pesky details I may try to self-publish it like that other atrocity. Maybe this one will have all the periods in the right places.

Maybe someone will actually buy it.

Phew! Now that the self-pity-party is over, what else is new? Camp NaNoWriMo is coming up, I believe in April and June. I'm thinking of setting the completion of my apocalyptic story as the goal.

Fuck me I'm going to be 30.

Yep. Done for the day.

Oru