So my agent tells me that I need to be more personable, less like an ancient curmudgeon with four chipped shoulders. So here it is. You’re not as ugly as everyone thinks you are. Aside the vainglory of self-expression, the book’s basically done, but it’s become two books. One is suffering in shadows and silence at the copyright office, and the other requires one final read-through. This may not seem like a big deal to any of you, but I’ve read this book so many fucking times that it’s become pulling teeth. Anyways, soon as I put them in, soon as I get them back, soon as I put them up for publishing, you’ll be the first to know. Whoever you are. I feel like we’ve known each other for–let me check my watch–twenty-nine years at least. Anyways, I hope you’ve made some facsimile of a new year’s resolution. Not to complain so much, not to eat so much, not to drink so much, not to smoke so much–strange how complain came first. *Dead silence.* I admit I don’t have one. Watch out you don’t slip and fall and break your tail-bone. See you on the flip-side.
It’s been a while without an update, and truthfully it’s been quite hectic. I’ve been working to put the final touches on my book, my priority, before hurrying it to the copyright office, and it’s been a laborious process; that’s been the majority of the past two months. There’s also the short stories, but they’ve hit the back-burner while I figure the lot of this out, being a rough amateur by comparison with any properly published author. I suppose it’s weird to be a writer and be at a loss for words, but there really isn’t much to say. We’ve updated the banner. She’s appropriately desolate. Anyways, we thought we were on track for a Christmas release, but it looks like we’ll have to wait until the new year before the book sees the light of day. There’s still the final edits, formatting edits, copyright office, and something here and there I most certainly have forgotten but most certainly will recall when necessary. Hope you had a fine Thanksgiving. Hope you will have a fine Christmas. Anyways, here she is, the painting in all her red, devil-haired glory, uncropped. Gloria ad Waldo McKenna.
I’ve always wondered the exact relationship between the word “theme” and its undoubtedly Hellenic antecedents. I’ve wondered, but I’ve never bothered to actually research the etymology. Well, it appears it’s derived from the word “thema” which is derived from a verbal root “tithenai” which means to put down. “Thema” more broadly means “proposition” or “subject.” Interesting, I suppose. In any case, we’ve decided to go with a different theme, for as interesting as my exploration into stylesheets was, it was proving increasingly aggravating to be rooting through code for even any minor alteration to the appearance of the site; as such, we’ve opted for a format that makes our job infinitely easier. There is still discussion as to the ultimate appearance, the color scheme–you get the idea. So matters are likely to change as we get our hands on the initial art assets. Anyways, best of all to whatever vagabonds may cross this path.
As I’ve before mentioned, I’m a rude hand at coding, and I’ve had to teach myself the mechanics of it virtually all over again. I’ve managed to change the website’s appearance in purely cosmetic fashion, finding some success, even though this is far from what will be the finished product. Just the way existing posts are archived is a bloody mess. if I had to ballpark it, I’d say the website will be in fighting form in the space of the month, perhaps earlier if I’m cleverer than I think I am, which is fairly dubious. What else is there to say? Should I give a bow and bid a happy eve? It’s not like this is a performance, and it’s not like I’m a performer. Don’t eat anything I wouldn’t eat, I guess. Good a valediction as any.
Although I admit I’m entirely unsure how anyone hitherto located this website, marvelous though you may be, I am now bidden to actually explain myself. This website will, in the shortly arriving future, function as the literary website of myself, but in the mean-time will appear some menagerie of beauty and absolute ugliness as I edit the general layout and appearance and resolve compatibility issues between different browsers. I’m new to all this. Or rather I’m a very old hand, and I’ve forgotten absolutely everything. I’ve had to teach myself what “coding” is again. In fact, that composes a good portion of what I currently abuse my free time. So I welcome comments and advice and I pray for your patience as regards these matters. And for good measure, I’m going to see if I can post a picture without the website exploding. Lovely talking to you.
To whatever strange wanderers may stumble upon this isolated hinterland abandoned by all but the very vestigia, what appears here is merely the placeholder for the great content that shall most assuredly follow–all the while I hee and haw and struggle terribly vainly to recall my decade’s lost edification regarding website code and design. Though I will provide more details later, but the sooner the better, I can so far relate that this website will function as a sort of viewing house and compendium for the increasingly countless stories I have crafted in predominantly the science fiction genre, but also with strength in fantasy–and yet other things beyond. Regards, Robert Madsen P.S. tibi salutem do et mille gratiarum