As I write this entry, I am thirty years and six months old. I am sitting on the couch in a small rented house, surrounded by books and boxes (the boxes, for the most part, contain more books). I am living with my girlfriend, who I have known for slightly more than six months or several years, depending on your definitions.
I have a degree in Computer Science from University College Cork, but two years spent programming convinced me that I didn’t want to be a programmer. I wandered into game writing, and now I am a freelance writer, employed primarily by Mongoose Publishing, and I have written or contributed to more roleplaying game supplements than I can count offhand. According to the Irish tax office, I’m an artist, but I don’t feel like one.
A few years ago, I had another site, and another blog. It’s gone now, existing only in the archives of the Wayback machine and there’s precious little worth salvaging from it. Since then, I’ve been blogging primarily on Livejournal, but that blog degenerated into twitteracy a few months ago.
So, here I am with a new house, a new girlfriend, and a new blog. Not quite a clean slate, but close enough to a fresh start for me to feel enthused and excited about writing again. Freelancing may pay the bills, but if I’m going to walk around with my Artist’s Exemption tax cert (and you can bet I am), then I had better justify myself with some Art.
Ok, I think that’s pompous enough to be going on with.
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