I guess the original purpose of this blog was to keep people updated on my life. Instead, what I have been writing about, rather sparsely, are my opinions on useless things. But, I guess that's what blogs are really for too. So, here we go. I'm bored, I ran out of coffee and I already ate my daily breakfast of two Trader Joe's Banana Waffles. (I highly suggest these if you've never had them. Better than Eggos, especially with maple syrup.)
About mid-August I finished writing a book. Some of you may know this already. I had a good friend edit it. I did a round of edits. I painstakingly put the whole thing in past tense because apparently I lack the skill of consistently writing in that tense. I changed everyone's names, except mine. I brainstormed clever chapter titles. And now, it's probably about as good as it's going to get. With some guidance from a few writers. One a friend, one a sort of random contact, I constructed a query letter (two paragraph sales pitch) and emailed it to about a dozen literary agents. So far I have been rejected by three. My favorite part of this process so far is when the rejection letter is clearly a standard form letter that points out that it is standard form, apologizes for that fact, but rejects you just the same. Two of the three have been in this format. I am staying positive because I only need one agent to say they want to represent me and then I only need one publishing house to agree to make me a billionaire. Or, at least a published writer. At this point I am now in the holding pattern of the literary world. Playing hurry up and wait. Every time I check my email and it informs me there are new emails waiting for me I get both excited and nervous that it's going to be either someone asking for sample chapters or another rejection. So far, it's mostly been spamed porn.
Let's see, what else is new?
My new bike, which I need to review for those other bike geeks out there, is acting beautifully. I have been getting in a ton of base miles and hopefully I can train through winter with the same dedication and get myself out of the death race of cat 5 crits. The club I was planning on riding for next year posted a notice on their website saying they weren't taking new racing members for 2009. Which is odd since a few of their members invited me. If the notice is true looks like I'll be racing by myself. Which, in the grand scheme of things, just means I'll save money on new kits and membership dues. Nobody in amateur racing uses team tactics anyway. It's always every man for himself.
If I don't hear back from the job I interviewed for today I have to go get a job. I have no idea what this job will be. A new rock climbing gym opened up down in the Presidio. Maybe I'll work there. When I quit the teaching job before it started I had the realization that spending a considerable amount of time trying to figure out what I was "supposed" to do was a waste of time. I never come up with any good answers and when I do come to some sort of conclusion only to change my mind about it months later it causes me an odd amount of grief. Basically, I have no idea what I want to do. I want to pay rent. I want to have money to go to the bar if I feel like it. I want to be able to save a bit as well. I'm starting to get bored with so much free time from not having a job so I want to have something else to do. I think pretty much any job I could find at this point would meet those qualifications. We'll see what happens.
Where's this indian summer everyone talks about? Doesn't seem to be getting any warmer or sunnier to me.
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