A month ago I walked away from the day job life again to pursue the full time writer life. So far I’ve done two magazine layouts, written one business spotlight story for another magazine and done a lot of editing on Mr. Smith’s dark fantasy tome. I’ve written a few poems, started blogging again and taken notes for Suite & Sour.
Here’s one of the poems I recently wrote, inspired by the very real relationship I have with my computer. We have a complex understanding of what is expected from us. I have been accused of over working my machines, but I don’t believe that’s true. Every computer I’ve ever had has loved the challenge. I expect the best from my work partners.
“The best” is two open windows with an average of eight active tabs on each, half finished 20 layer project open in Photoshop, three Facebook chat windows, Youtube playing something and multiple active email conversations. That really isn’t asking for a lot. Computers that can’t handle that on a daily, 12-14 hour basis need to look for another commitment.
I think this current machine has started looking. It’s the beginning of the end for us… hence the poem.