Now Comes The Exciting Part

The ironic thing is that I have no problem posting daily when I'm in remote parts of a foreign country with limited internet access, but once I return back to my apartment, I go dark.

Here's the deal: I'm about to run out of money. At my current rate of burn, I'll be done by Christmas, more or less. Remember the character introduction for Captain Jack Sparrow in the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie? He steps off the mast of his dinghy onto the wharf, just as his boat completely sinks into the water. Story of my life.

So I have four months left. By sheer coincidence, that's the amount of time I need to finish a good draft of Lobsters vs. Butterflies, my new and exciting script about the fierce and bitter rivalry between insects and crustaceans. So I am writing as quickly as I can, while as my financial house crumbles around me.

What happens when the money runs out? Will you get to read blog posts about living on the street and turning tricks? Or worse, going back to making video games about killing brown people?

I myself have been provided some insight about what happens next, but there is a difference between knowing something theoretically, and knowing it experientially. I've had this lesson reiterated in recent times: no matter how much one has been told about a person before meeting them, the actual encounter will both corroborate and betray the description in the most interesting ways. I will say that I am excited about what is about to happen, and leave it at that.

Right now, I'm concentrating on my first draft of LvB. Then we'll see. Finishing this draft on schedule should be eminently doable, assuming of course, that life cooperates by remaining free of intrigue and excitement for the duration.

But I doubt life will.