I've Been Busy

I haven't been posting lately, but it's not because of any lack of love. The title explains it all. The Mavs are in the Finals and I've been following that.

I'm almost finished reading Oracle Night by Paul Auster. I started out awed, but in between I finished I thought My Father Was God, which he edited and I came to the conclusion that he likes/relies on serendipity way too much, and became much less enamored with the novel. I'll easily finish it tonight.

I saw NIN in concert finally. It was amazing. The next day my jaw hurt from smiling so much. I had an epiphany about my life and with the exception of one day (yesterday AKA Game 1 of the Finals) I write at least 3 pages of fiction. It's tough, but rewarding to see something on the page. Even if I don't like and think it's crap, it's better than a blank page and despair.

I promise that post of stuff I've made is waiting to be posted. I've just been busy making some honey, y'know? <--How dorky was that? I wanted to say "as busy as a bee."