2001: a new job and yet another place to live. I finally finish a complete draft of Aila, although the group that helped me get there spend most of the year crumbling in various ways. I begin to “blog.” I buy a car, get my driver’s license, and get hit by a semi – all in the same season.
new computer stuff: ‘blogging, web standards, PHP, Illustrator, SQL
and there’s my year in one tidy paragraph. <whew>
perhaps it’s a good time for a little more depth.
this year I discovered some music that was new to me, at least. like the Moby I’m listening to right now. read quite a few books I’d never read before. Foundation sucked me in, even if I found it pretty sexist in the original trilogy. I went without TV for several months at the end of last winter, which I think was good for me. The Simpsons continued its slow decline; I only saw Buffy & Angel sporadically, but became addicted to 24. (don’t forget the Saturday morning cartoons on WB!)
speaking of addiction – this was the year that brought me to MetaFilter – oh joy!
movies? lots of silly ones, like The One, Iron Monkey, or Rush Hour 2. plus a few brilliant ones: Moulin Rouge, Shrek (which I didn’t see until DVD), and Lord of the Rings. (Harry Potter falls more towards the silly side.)
I tried to write a fantasy story and fell on my ass. went on a haiku jag this summer/fall. and, yes, I completed that draft of Aila. I’ve grown more in my craft, with lots of help from great writers like Matt, Bruce, Barry, Kat and Joe. alas, the Q group broke apart shortly after the beginning of this year, with me, Matt, Bruce & Barry sticking it out at least until very recently. I managed not to lose any friendships in the process, and to keep on writing.
no femme fatale in 2001. no homme fatale either, for that matter, although I did have several weird dreams about mathowie. and Chad is still my partner, my lover, my friend, and probably the cutest boy I know. at the end of this strange year, I feel as though we are closer than ever.
reconnected with two people who were once very special to me: Irina, after sept. 11, and K – because he used my web comment form. very, very happy to have those connections again.
I keep falling in love with the web. (broadband helps.) I keep learning, and expanding my horizons, and I’m hopelessly, ecstatically grateful to have a job and a life that gives me a chance to play in what is becoming my favorite medium.
I’m happy to be alive.
sometimes, that feeling alone is fucking miraculous.