Update: Apologies for not posting at all lately. Been busy tending to various things, etc. etc. Most of those things have been constructive things.
Honestly? I resent the site sometimes, the way a dutiful parent might resent a child who doesn’t quite turn out the way she expected him to turn out. I always thought he was going to be a doctor! Now he’s just a druggie who sits in a hot tub all day, says this imaginary parent. He never goes out! Just sits at home. Yes, in that hot tub! Doing his crazy drugs! And if he does go out, it’s only to buy food for his parrot. Yes, he has a parrot! I don’t know what the hell that’s all about….
- Note: I do not have a hot tub or a parrot or a drug problem.
I always assumed that a literary agent or a publisher would magically find the site and reach out to me one of these days; I figured it was only a matter of time. You’re a terrific writer, Scott Jones, they would say. Why don’t you put all of these musings into a book for us? They’d send me a check the size of floor mat to my house. After that, my imaginary parrot and I (and the floor mat-sized check) would ride off into the sunset together. Roll credits.
But that obviously never happened.
Some of the things I’ve been busy with lately include,
- completing a draft of the novel I tried to write 20 years ago,
- finishing a proper full season of my podcast, instead of releasing episodes piecemeal,
- being anxious about my career (He should have more money and stability than this at his age, shouldn’t he? said the imaginary parent.)
I also had a really bizarre holiday job in 2017, which I’ll tell you about soon.
Long story short: I’m still here. Train is still on the tracks. Season 1 of Heavily Pixelated will be out in the next couple weeks. And I’m coming back to the site. Because I like to write. And because I miss you.
I really do.
Thanks for your patience.