With my novel. My book has taken up a good percentage of my creative time. The complete rough draft of the entire story is almost complete.
A year later and I almost have my first novel! It will be self-published, considering I am a cynic and cannot trust my baby in the careless hands of a cold world..... that and I don't have the patience or the charisma to make first contact with the publishing race. A dark and ever twisting world of darkness, despair, gore, and horror await my readers behind its menacing mass of paper. When the first draft of the entire story is finished, I will release further details to my fellow Deviants (assuming, of course, in my narcissistic skull, that they all actually give a damn).
This psychological horror house that is my book, will have you, not only looking over your shoulders in the darkness but also taking a second glance into yourself.
Damn, this whole 'marketing' thing is hard work. Marketing isn't my game. I mean, seriously, "hey guys, look at my book, it's so good. Buy it. Buy my book. Do it! Do it! I don't care that it isn't even up for sale yet, just buy it!"
Now I've started reviewing all sorts of different products! Video games, technology, local music scenes, Metal music, the economy. Hell, if I'm feeling greedy and needy I'll review beauty products! Work, work, work and more work.
I actually recently had a chance to sit down and write a few poems. Both for myself and for me to share. Jesus, I thought that when I graduated high school, life would slow down a bit, but it hasn't! If anything it has all sped up! Now everything is smashing me in the face at once.
Listening to: Misfits: Famous Monsters
Reading: Alex Grey's The Mission of Art
Watching: Better Call Saul!
Playing: Hyrule Warriors