It has been a shamefully long time since my last update or post. By some grace, I'm back again, although the turmoil has not fully subsided.
Some months ago now, I graduated from my post at the University of Texas at Austin, floundered for awhile, then sold off most everything I owned and took up temporary accommodations at a summer camp in Maine. For two months, I enjoyed pleasant sunshine and a lakeside view while I taught woodworking to some of the most well-to-do kids in the country. I had a good time, and since I find myself almost as much in love with woodworking as I am with writing. It's a spectacular feeling for me, as I find it difficult to enjoy most things beyond passive amusement.
Now I'm back to floundering... Sort of. I've decided that I cannot suffer to stay in Houston any longer at this point in my life. So as I must go somewhere, and since the Northeast has been disobliging to my petitions for safe-harbor, I'm going to Milwaukee. Here, I suspect I will find comfort and solace in beer and cheese. And possibly a cush job in a box factory.
And so it has come to pass that I will depart, embarking on the next leg of my life which will, godwilling, not end in frostbitten toes or any such Northy nonsense. But regardless of where I go or what I do, I shall always retain my home here in the Strangelands... for tax purposes.