What's Up With Ichabod
Unlike most of my what's up posts, this is not a time when I have recent events to look back on. Right now I have a lot of things that are just about to happen, and who knows how they are going to turn out.
Tommorow I take another step forward with my second company, Mad Scientist Games. The first game is designed, the web site is up. Next I start talking to advertisers and printers, to get word out about the game, and to get the game actually made. It's funny, but each step of the way with this company, I get the feeling it's point of no return. Until I make the next step.
In ten days I will be starting work on a children's book, by way of a class at the Charlottesville Writing Center. While I realize I am not obsessed with writing, and will never be a novelist, I still look forward to this project. There is so much to do with the children's book format that goes beyond children's books. Sure, I can make books for my niece and nephew, and perhaps more to come. But I can also make books for my mom, whose love of children's literature allows her to be preyed upon by disgusting people like Benjamin Hoff. And I can make books for myself. I think children's literature may be the perfect medium to explore my pet topice of relative sanity.
By the end of the month my sister Coleen will be married, leaving me the only one of my siblings to not venture down the matrimony path. I am very happy for my sister, because I really think my brother-in-law to be is a nice guy. But I don't know how I feel for myself. I am pretty much resigned to a life alone, but I haven't figured out how to deal with that yet.
By the end of the month I will also own a house. I am very excited about that. Although it will be more work and more responsibility than my apartment, I can't wait to have a place that I can call both "mine" and "home." Having twice the living space and almost 300 sq. ft. of storage will also be nice.
After the end of the month, who knows? I have eliminated certain activities that have brought a lot of stress to my life, so I am optimistic about the future. However, I am still faced with a dilema to resolve: I am working two jobs for minimal to no money, in order to achieve job satisfaction, but I am not satisfied in my jobs. The jobs I work at remind me of the dysfunctional family and social groups I grew up with. Perhaps it is time to get a real job, and look for satisfaction elswhere.
Score: 34-18.
Last Updated 9/19/1999
Created 4/4/99