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Starbucks Writers

What day is it?

I’m serious. Sometimes I am not really sure.

I’m living in front of my computer screen, and it has this sort of Las Vegas casino effect. There are not any windows here. Is it daytime? Nighttime? I blink and it’s sunset… or sunrise?

I’m a little bit afraid what effect this hermit lifestyle is going to have on me as I apply for jobs. My sleep schedule is completely jacked. I’m becoming a little bit set in my ways, working on my own projects and little freelance projects with no real purpose other than what I force on myself.

So, I’m afraid I am going to become, temporarily, one of Those People.

Yes, I am going to be the most shameful of creatures, the Starbucks Writer!!!

I know, I know… I’m a cliche! A hack! John Scalzi wrote a whole book on why this is bullshit! Whatever, dude.

It’s a matter of mental health. As much as I love my cat, I’m getting cabin fever. I’m seeing things crawling up the walls, man! Solitary confinement is really, really bad for you…

So I’m going to be one of Those Guys… And I’m going to try not to be embarassed about it. I’m making money, I’m doing what I love. And if some Starbucks Dude wants to peak over my shoulder and give me grief about it, they’re going to have to deal with it.

I’m busy writing in Starbucks.