Monday, December 31, 2012

Goodbye sweet prince

New Year's Eve has long been my least favorite holiday.  I don't get teary eyed over the year that was or filled with zeal over the dawning of a new 365.  It's just time to flip the calendar, keep up the hard work, and keep trying to be a good person and enjoy life as much as possible along the way.

But, despite what you may've heard, I'm not a robot, and so I wanted to take a few minutes to dust off the old blog and share some thoughts about 2012.  Granted, I have nothing in particular to say, so this is just going to be a bunch of random thoughts that probably won't add up to much.

Living Alone:  This is the biggest life change from 2012 that pops into my mind.  My best friend/roommate moved out in early August, if I remember it correctly.  I'm pretty security conscious, and I thought I might feel really unsafe living alone.  I'm glad to say, that never became an issue for me.  Money is probably the most immediate way in which this life change hit me.  Having all of my bills double overnight was definitely something of a system shock, one that I'm still trying to adjust to, to be honest.  I tend to still spend money like I have a roommate, only to look at the bank account and go into panic mode when the bills come.  I (barely) make enough to cover everything on my own, but I need to get much better at managing my funds and coming to grips with the fact that my once abundant amount of spending money is now reduced to a mere pittance.

I wouldn't say that living alone is lonely, but it is very quiet.  I didn't just have a roommate, he's been my best friend since I was 14 or 15, so losing that dynamic has been hard.  He's still my best friend, but it's been an odd challenge getting used to only hanging out a few times here and there as opposed to all day every day.  Beyond missing my friend, I have to say that living alone is more boring than anything else.  The nice thing is that my family lives right around the corner, so I end up spending a lot of time hanging out with them.

Teaching:  I don't talk about it much, but my three nephews are home schooled.  This year, two days a week, I go over and help teach them.  It's been a blast and something I've really come to love.  Getting a chance to have a hand in their education, to help them learn and to get a front row seat as they gain knowledge and advance as little people, it's something I count as a true blessing.  The worst part is getting up so early, as I'm pretty much the opposite of a morning person.  That said, I'm going to start teaching a third day once they get back to school in the new year.  That means that 4 out of 5 days per week, I'll wake up to an alarm (I also have to get up early on Wednesdays to go get the newspaper from the printing press).  That statistic horrifies me.  I'm a single guy with a job that primarily happens at night, and yet I'll spend 4/7 days a week waking up to an alarm?!  Ugh.  UGH!  I hate the thought of it so bad.  And yes, I know that many of you get up to an alarm 5 days a week, yeah, I get it.  But for me, I've worked hard to structure my life in such a way where the alarm is almost never a factor.  But, it's for my nephews, and it'll probably help me to have a more defined sleep schedule anyways, so I guess I should stop being a baby about it and just embrace the change.

Creative Writing:  I feel good about my writing career.  We didn't make a big stink of it, but we closed down Hall Brothers Entertainment a few months back.  I could give you the long version of why, but I'll just sum it up and say that the company got away from us.  We tried to do too much, and it quickly expanded beyond the fun little project it was intended to be into a second full time job that neither of us were having much fun with.  Plus, for me, one of the main points of HBE was to give my own writing a platform where it could reach more readers.  It did that for me, no doubt, but then the management and running of the company starting really dragging down my ability to write.  With so many responsibilities piling up, it was impossible for me to concentrate on writing my own books.  Instead I was just a publisher of other people's books.  I greatly value those other people, and I count myself lucky to have met everyone we did through HBE, but it was also soul crushing to have my own writing relegated to the back burner.

Anyways, I don't want to get long winded about it.  I hated letting people down who we were working with, but from a personal standpoint, shuttering HBE has really helped me out a lot.  I'm back to work on my terraforming novel, my passion for creative writing is back in full force, and Phillip and I have some exciting things planned.  I'll be continuing my series Black Badge and Scrolls, and heck, we'll probably still publish under the HBE banner, just because it's something people recognize and know.  So yes, it was the end of our time as a small publisher, but it's also the beginning of just me getting back to doing what I love, and the beginning of Phillip and I having fun again with fiction, the way we did when HBE launched.  I'm excited about where it left us at the end of 2012, and really excited about where it's going to take us in 2013.

Newspaper writing:  I've always loved my job as a journalist, but I don't know if I've ever fallen in love with it the way that I did in 2012.  It was a year of hard work, a year of big stories, a year of big challenges.  It was the year I received my first big job offer in the industry, and while I ultimately didn't take it, that offer really was a big moment for me.  Having another newspaper come after me and try to pull me away from The Grizzly, it felt like a validation in a lot of ways.  You never know what the future holds, but at the time I informed that company that I felt like I wasn't done with what we were building at the Grizzly Detail.  I still feel that way.  This is the year that I really feel like I became an equal with my two bosses.  It's not just them and their employee anymore, it's three of us, defying the odds, doing the workload of a team of 15, and doing it for all the right reasons.

I learned a lot about my bosses this year.  I always believed in and admired them, but this was a year that we were tested.  People can seem great, but when they go through the fire, that's when their true character comes out.  And I have to say, the way in which they handled the tough moments, it made me so proud to be a part of the Grizzly.  The integrity, the rabid devotion to truth and to bringing that truth to the people that need to hear it, and the incredible and amazing ethics they displayed, it all just made me beam with pride to be their associate.  Then there's the election coverage we did.  I proposed something stupidly massive, as I do from time to time, but this time it was going to require some financial sacrifices.  It would cost us more money in overhead, while limiting how much room we had for ads, costing us money in revenue.  And they didn't even blink.  They gave me the green light and because of that we gave the city the most expansive, exhaustive election information they've ever had.

It all comes down to a phrase that we started throwing around at the paper.  Pure of purpose.  I think good things happen to those who are pure of purpose.  I write the news to help and to inform, pure of purpose.  I write movie reviews to entertain people, pure of purpose.  There are always challenges, always roadblocks, but I believe that we're a newspaper that is pure of purpose, and that we'll continue to thrive.

As you can see, I get pretty sentimental about my job.  I know people sometimes have a low opinion of media and journalists, and I myself am not much of a fan of the mainstream media, but I do believe whole heartedly in what we do at The Grizzly Detail, and I'm dang proud to be a part of it.

Living:  I love life.  I love to laugh, I love positive things, I love that no matter what's going on, at the end of most days I go to sleep thinking it's mostly a beautiful world and that mostly people are good.  I'm ending this year with the knowledge that I need to re-engage in my relationship with God, that while I always work on being a good person I also need to re-commit to being good son of the almighty father.  I believe that hope is stronger than fear, love is stronger than hate, creativity and imagination make the world a better place, family is forever, and that if we try, we can make the world around us better.  I believe that 2012 was as good of a year as you want to remember it as being, and that 2013 is ours for the taking.

In closing, here's me, walking in the snow on Christmas Day, filled with belief that there's still magic in the world.
  

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Too early to sleep, too late to be productive

I find myself sitting here wasting time, and figured, why not update the long neglected blog?  I miss the old days when myself and most of my best online friends blogged regularly, as it made it much easier to keep up with friends you don't normally see or talk to.  But these days, you're usually left with snippets of their lives via things like Facebook and Twitter, and for the diehards among you, Google +.

I wonder if this is what letter writers felt like when email took hold.  Did they lament the loss of letters being sent to them by their friends?  Did they complain (probably in a letter) that email had come along and destroyed the purity of letter writing?  Probably, and they were probably right.

But hey, I'm not here to lament the inevitable evolution of technology and communication.  I've been living well lately, despite a few weeks worth of a really nasty head and chest cold.  It's been a while since I got knocked down like that, as a matter of fact I think it was last December.  But I'm finally coming out the other side, which is nice, because I'd hate to feel miserable around Christmas time.

I finished my Christmas shopping today, which I was excited about.  Buying presents is something I love to do, it's such a great feeling when you find that perfect gift for someone.  I'm looking forward to getting to spend extra time with my family over the coming weeks and just enjoying the peace and good vibes I get from the holiday season.

Hmmm, am I really this boring?  I miss blogs, I was sick, I bought presents, and I love Christmas.  In my own mind I'm a much more exciting person than that, but it's probably not true, hahaha.  I have gotten back to work on my latest novel.  That's actual exciting news.  It's been several months since I did any work on it, and it feels great to get back to it.  I'm always happier when I'm writing, and anytime I have a layoff in my creative writing the world just isn't quite as vibrant.

Speaking of creative writing, I had a short story accepted to an anthology.  The book is about time travel, and I'm honored that the editor felt my story was worthy of inclusion.  The book is going to come out sometime in the first half of 2012, I'll be sure to let you all know when it releases so we can all go buy a copy!

Tonight I had dinner with my bosses and another colleague from the newspaper.  It was an informal little holiday dinner, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.  Social situations such as those aren't always my strong suit, but I dearly love my bosses.  Our relationship is very symbiotic, the better I do the better they do, the better they do the better I do.  It really doesn't feel like a boss-employee relationship anymore, it feels more familial.  Having such a tiny group of us working on the paper full time, the difference between our success or failure is razor thin.  It lends a very "us against the world" feel to the work, and yet being a community newspaper, it's also "us for the world" as we work to keep the citizens informed and entertained.  Not sure how much sense that makes, but the end result is a very bonding environment where it feels like our purpose is pure and our bond is unshakable.  Maybe I'm naive, and I should look at it more as a business, more as "just a job".  But for me it's more than that, it's my home away from home.  It's my dream come true, my shelter from having to work a 9 to 5 job where I'd be totally miserable.  I really do feel honored to be a part of it, and I have a lot of pride in the work we do.  I love the fact that you can pour so much of yourself into something, that you can bleed and sweat for it, and look back over the year and know that it was worthwhile, that you helped people, you informed them, you entertained them.  When I was a kid, I said my dream was to get paid to write.  And I do that every day.  I buy my gas with my writing, my food with my writing, I pay my rent with my writing.  9 year old me would high five me if he was around to see this.

Hmmm... what else can I get all sappy and poetic about?  Christmas puts me in this kind of mood.  Well, I'm actually almost always in this kind of mood, but Christmas just intensifies it.  But, I think I successfully spent enough time blogging that I'm now actually sleepy, so I'm going to go lay down now.  I hope this holiday season has been full of love and joy for all of you so far, and that it continues to go that way.