Every year at Easter, the executed corpse of Jebus rises from its tomb to feast on the living and we ward it off with talismans of chocolate and marshmallow.
In a similar vein, I'm rising from my blogging-coma to catch y'all up with what's going on.
1) BURIED (the work-in-progress) is *very* nearly ready to go out to the Tiny Dynamo and the Beta Readers. (sounds like a band, doesn't it?) I've taken the story as far as I can. Now, the readers will tell me what's missing, what's too much and what (if anything) just plain misfires. After that, it'll be the marvelous Agent Anne's turn, followed by the Eventual Editor. At least, I do so hope.
2) My day job has changed. After six years, my gig at Planet Tattoo is over. The owner and I had been doing business on a handshake agreement, and a couple of weeks ago I found out that a handshake is worth the paper it's printed on. So that was it for us. For a time there was talk of me buying the shop off him, but wiser heads and random signs writ in the heavens all pointed a different way...
The Ink Spot opened its doors for the first time yesterday. Sonja and Betty and Jay and I are all there, and the new place is really, *really* nice. I can't believe how much we did in such a short time. But then, look at the blog title: I pretty much live with a brick dropped down on the accelerator and the steering wheel snapped off in my hands. And the brake pedal? As shiny and new as the day I got it!
Once Jebus has been chased back into his grave for another year and this mandatory holiday is over, we'll be able to get back to normal. Or to figure out what normal is in the shiny new tattoo shop we all just built:
The Ink Spot
205 Hills Road
(across from the Mad Butcher)
385-2334
205 Hills Road
(across from the Mad Butcher)
385-2334
For my Christchurch readers, drop on in. I'd love to see you! Anyone out there who wants a beautiful portrait tattoo, something photo-realistic, cartoonish or other high-quality illustration in skin, I'm your man!
And for the rest of you who miss the days when I wrote about writing, I'll get back to that too!
15 comments:
Here's hoping your new venture prospers. Full throttle indeed. I love that line.
Across from the Mad Butcher. Of course! Hope everything rocks.
Good luck with all of your adventures. I don't care what you post about. It's always good to hear from you :)
Good luck with all of your adventures. I don't care what you post about. It's always good to hear from you :)
I'm glad you're posting again. i always enjoy your posts, whether they're about writing or not. Good luck with your new business.
Wwell done on the wip and good luck with the new biz.
lx
Ok that was a scary picture, I literally had to scroll down real fast!
Best of luck on the new place!!! My in-laws are in NZ for spring break this past week! They'd better bring me back some of the pink dot cookies or crunch bars!
Sidney, the other version of the phrase is 'wide open and flat out', but that lacks a certain... cachet.
Charles, the Mad Butcher is a chain of butcher shops here. Their enormous red signs make convenient landmarks. :-)
Lisa, I hope the double-post means *twice* the good luck! Selfish, eh?
Shauna, I never meant to stop. One thing just kind of piled on another...
Liz, thank you!
Ello, whatever you do, don't expose Wee Angus to my Zombie Jebus-- I hate to see what she'd do with the concept! :-D
Good to hear from you again. Good luck with your new venture, and with that nail-biting first read by Others of the WIP.
Congrats and best wishes on the new business venture, and even more so on the Manuscript. I'll send good vibes into the Universe on your behalf.
Congrats on the new venture. As the daughter of a Jewish Judge I say to you, "Get everything in writing!" L'chaim.
Tiny Dynamo and the Beta Readers totally sounds like a band name. I love it!
Love the Zombie Jesus, too. That's great!
CS, thanks!
Sphinx, I can use all the good vibes you got right about now! :-)
Lana, you ROCK!
It's nice to see you back, Steve. Congrats on the new business, and completion of the manuscript. Good luck on the new venture.
How did I miss the Zombie Jesus last time I was here? Man, I miss all the good stuff.
As an associate victim of partners who are not worth the bag of skin they came in, I feel ya Still, it's always good when those times of badness lead to the spreading of wings.
Hey Steve.
My name is David Malley and I believe we are cousins.
Is your father Charles Malley (AKA Father Sony)?
If so I would love to talk.
Sincerely,
David Malley
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