I’ve had a few worried messages lately wondering where I am. I wish I could tell you, but I don’t know either. Our graphic artist put in for vacation in mid-October, and then I blacked out.
When any of us go on vacation it means three weeks of intense work. The first week is preparation for someone to be out. We do everything we can ahead of time.
The second week is survival. We are one man, or woman, down, so whoever is left on the island has to pick up the slack and do their job. They also have to figure out how to troubleshoot the inevitable problems that will occur.
The third week is all about catching up. I remember releasing Monsters Are Everywhere, and then life went down into a server shut down. I’ve been staying late and getting to work early and the hours in between have been a blur.
Now things can go back to normal… after all the things that got pushed to one side during survival week get caught back up. I thank everyone who has sent me messages asking if I were okay. It’s nice to know that if I suddenly dropped off the face of this earth, somebody would notice.
I will be back soon, and even though I’ve been worknapped, I will have a surprise.