I've been on my night schedule lately, staying up until 6am or so, waking up around 2pm. It's actually been good, since I moved the operation Majcher Worldwide Enterprises (that is, my laptop) to the living room a week or two ago, I've been pretty productive, banging out some good chunks of one of my seekrit projects, and shaking a handful of job leads out of the trees. (And getting a bit of pillaging in when I need a distraction.) I had to wake up early today, at the utterly uncivilized hour of noon or so, for an interview for a gig writing lab software for a place down here in South Austin. The guys I talked to were very cool and seemed like they had their technical shit together, and it looks like interesting work, so, that's cool. Not sure if it would be another contract deal or full-time, but either way. I'm also hopefully wrapping up my current contract before the month is out - which means I get paid! - and I've got some more educational Flash stuff lined up for the next while or so, which is also good. And other little things coming in here and there, which I have to figure out how to handle along with all the other stuff. So weird, after such a relatively long dry spell, all of the sudden, people are coming at me from every direction with work. Not that I'm complaining, but come on, spread out, guys.
Anyway, that's not what I came here to talk about. I came here to talk about the draft. No, that's not right. I came here to talk about a book. As I mentioned above, staying up late, got up early today, leading up to getting tired a bit earlier than usual. So I pick up Frek and the Elixir, Rudy Rucker's latest book, which has been sitting next to the bed for a couple months, because I tend to get to bed in the middle of the night, when it's already late and dark and Bernie's asleep, I'm totally ready to go to sleep, so, generally, very little reading happens there. So, around 10pm, I say to myself, "self, why don't you grab that book you've been meaning to start for a while, and read for a little bit until you fall asleep?" Astute readers will note that the timestamp on this entry is a bit after 4am. 168,000 words and 475 pages or so later. That was a really good book. There was an hour or two in the middle there where I really had to pee, but I didn't want to stop reading to get up. Rucker's stuff definitely isn't for everyone, what with the deliberately unnecessarily goofy future language and customs, and the far-out biotech kick he's been on lately, and the usual mix of pseudo-mythical quantum manipulation and high-dimension multiverse stuff, but it sure grabs me. I think I was reading somewhere about how he was talking about the chapters being pretty much a one-to-one mapping to the steps on Campbell's hero's journey thinger, but I can't find it now. (Oh, duh, it's in that last link to his site. Tired!) Anyway, good stuff.
Let's see if that sleep thing works now.(January 26, 2005 04:46 AM)