Whoah... what happened? Did anybody catch the license plate of that van? Where am I? What have I been doing the last seven days? Why are my clothes covered in blood and dirt?
Yep, that's what it feels like to have deadlines run all the hell over you. Sorry for the lack of blog posts this past week; your Moments of Noir and Hardboiled Fridays and everything else will return next week.
But if you've missed the sound of me blabbering on about stuff, you could check out this Q&A I did with Steve Ekstrom over at Newsarama yesterday.
Or, read my editor's letter in this week's City Paper, in which I realize I've outlived my biological usefulness.
C'mon, man. Anybody as busy as you - and prolific - should give himself a break! Deadlines suck, but missing them sucks more. I know how you feel (kinds). I just finished my latest issue of Parents Express, wrote an article and two blogs for safetoys.com, wrote-up an interview for Newsline, began a new gig with IKEA, and did my weekly comic strip "MILO K., hermit crab." Now, if I could only remember where I put my wife and 3-year-old son. Happy holidays, from a fellow dizzy editor/writer.
ReplyDeleteC'mon, man. Anybody as busy as you - and prolific - should give himself a break! Deadlines suck, but missing them sucks more. I know how you feel (kinds). I just finished my latest issue of Parents Express, wrote an article and two blogs for safetoys.com, wrote-up an interview for Newsline, began a new gig with IKEA, and did my weekly comic strip "MILO K., hermit crab." Now, if I could only remember where I put my wife and 3-year-old son. Happy holidays, from a fellow dizzy editor/writer.
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