So after a long time of relative inactivity, I'm now relatively back. My current plan is to finish Holy Land and Room to Grow in parallel. Both stories are more than halfway done, and especially with Holy Land I need to just get through it. That story did not come about naturally. I had conceived it as a huge 100,000 word+ story, but there's just no time for that anymore.
I've been in Toronto for two weeks. Got a bachelor suite that I don't have to share, and it's great. Incredible, given the price. No suspicious stains in the bathtub, no brown stuff baked onto the stove, and there's so much shelf space in the kitchen. And food is cheap here.
I didn't splurge on a memory foam mattress, so unfortunately I can't do this:
I've started selling off furniture, looking at plane tickets and sending housing inquiries. By the end of August I'll be in an unfurnished bachelor's flat in Toronto with a suitcase, two at most. It's definitely the biggest move I've had to do on my own. You can't take much when you're traveling by plane. It's going to be hectic and stressful and very exciting. In February I was in Toronto for 2
With the new chapter of Holy Land, I have officially published over 250,000 words on this site. As a comparison, the OED contains entries for just 171,476 unique words in current use. I'm doing way better than those hacks at the dictionary factory!
A few months is a long time. Long enough for Big Bad Borox to become Barnside, the hero of… barn sides, I guess. My personal head canon is that the current author is actually the adopted daughter or son of the original Big Bad Borox, who died as he lived, balls deep in a hog and firing two assault rifles into the air.