Where has everyone been?
You may be wondering, and you’d be right to do so–especially after all of my assertions that the way to build a sustainable web presence is to post regularly, even when you can’t post interestingly.
Well, Monday was my birthday, and I spent the whole day being taken out to meals. So, that was nice.
I am also still unemployed. I’m not sure if this is related to the downturned economy–I know that my company was actually bought out last year, and they replaced the old leadership right between Thanksgiving and December, which is a time when no one likes to fire anyone. This is why we all dread January. In any case, I think they’d been itching to fire me.
The last laugh is on them, though, for two reasons: first, because they let me go thinking I’d be the cheapest to fire–since I was relatively new, I had the lowest severance benefits. What they forgot is that they have to pay me for all my personal time off, and I never took a vacation day. They ended up paying me for an extra three weeks. So, haha. The second thing, of course, is because I knew where all the files were, and they had literally locked me out of the computer by the time I got back to my desk to clean it out.
If you hire a guy who has the job of making sure the salespeople don’t need to know where the files are, what happens? The salespeople don’t learn where all the files are. And then you fire him, and what? Now no one can do anything. Good thinking, guys. Behold–synergy!
Anyway, whatever. I’m looking for new work now, but I’m going to take the opportunity to do some writing. I mean, technically at least three weeks of this unemployment period is vacation anyway, so I’d be foolish not to use it.
I have two more plays to write–one is a play about the breakdown of symbolic meaning in a city where all the clocks stop. The other is still…nascent. I’ve been aware of the fact that I don’t, in my plays, write a lot of parts for women, or write them especially well, so I’m going to make a specific, concerted effort to do it. It’s entirely possible that this will fail, utterly, but I don’t care. Failure is just as useful in development as success. What great writer never wrote a big piece of crap?
Anyway, I’ve also got to write a new novel. I am puzzling out some ideas now, and think I have enough to break ground. Probably, I’m going to “officially” start work on the first of March.
When that happens, I guess you can expect to see a lot of weird snippets from me about crazy ideas that I have, as I find excuses not to actually write.