| dialling in from sky bunker |
Strange few days. Came into work last week to be one of a hundred folks rounded up and taken to an off-site location and informed the department I work in and my job had been sold to another media company. I didn’t freak out. Great move, in fact. Good opportunity to inject change into my world. At the same time I had a weird sense of… loss. At the end of the announcement the senior management literally said “goodbye”. Necessary finality. I have been at this company for 7 years and had many beautiful highs and a few crashing lows. All throughout there has been the people, amazing people – and a small industry, so I am looking forward to those moments in the future when some of us encounter each other again.
In the background to this there are major changes taking place in my personal life […] forcing me to confront once again the sense of loss after my parents died…but this time I am looking for resolution.
It has been a productive few days with writing. The editor for the A!C anthology got back to me on the story he commissioned me to write, with a big thumbs up. Very pleasing. Hopefully it will expand on that particular flavour of Cthulhu Mythos with a touch of my own. I am now down to working on three novels. Oakfield is storming ahead. Working on it for only 45 minutes a day really allows me to focus on each scene. Writing a mammoth sequence of action and trauma right now. Kind of near the end, but not, if you know what I mean. Few more weeks to go. Broken Fury also coming along very nicely. The big job has just been revealed and main character is getting to know the team (issues with trust and hidden motivation). Sunder Gloom remains my secret pleasure – and somewhat macabrely is becoming a meat-grinder for people I know… I need quick non-central characters to appear, then die gruesomely as the horror stalks around Bristol… so I am looping in folks in my life, adjusting their names and tossing them in. Crunch. Munch. Splatter and gore. Next!
I have switched from running Yellow Dawn RPG once every 3 weeks (a whole Saturday) – because of the fact none of us have the freedom of empty diaries anymore. Every 3 weeks realistically became once every 6 weeks. When did life become so busy? I guess when mates get married and have kids. Anyhow, managing diaries has become like a job so I thought fuck it, and now do it weekly on Tuesday nights. I am loving it. A real sense of pace and continuity is building up. Plus food and beer on tap (running it in a city centre pub). Latest session notes here: https://davidjrodger.wordpress.com/2014/06/04/yellow-dawn-session-notes-3rd-june-%c2%a6-horror-stalks-the-light/