Sing to me, oh Frogs of Doom...

Why haven't I been writing here? Mostly for that I haven't much to say, but also because I just didn't want to say anything. More and more I am troubled by this hermit tendency of mine. Dealing with people is just so pointless that these days I'm happier to be alone. That's what worries me. Eight years ago I was terrified of being alone. Now I want nothing to do with people most of the time.

Well, school will soon be over for the quarter. I've finished the last module in Psychology and now I've only to do the book project and a couple other bits. I'm working on the last assignment in Document Processing, involving doing tables in Word. Woo.

I'm working on one story and started another last night. No word yet on either "Shepherds" or "Public Assistance". Grr.. PA has been out 41 days to Interzone.

The book I read for my Psychology project is about finding fulfilling work, and having worked through its various assessments I've come to the conclusion that what I want to do is something involving astronomy, promotion of manned space exploration, education for kids and of course writing. Something like writing for kids' space education websites, or maybe working at NASA in their educational programs or even be a lobbyist for groups like the Space Frontier Foundation or the Mars Society. As I see it, the Average Joe isn't going to get behind space exploration until we make them see that there will be a place out there for the Average Joe. Space exploration right now is for the eggheads, for people that have twenty years of college behind them, people that beat out thousands of other candidates. There's no place in space right now for normal people, so how can NASA expect normal people to support them? The American West wasn't settled by a bunch of eggheads. It was settled by normal people, farmers and ranchers who had the gumption to go out and find a way to live on what they found. What makes us think Mars will be any different? We've got to convince people of that, and while we're at it convince NASA and the government. Sending up all eggheads for a permanent colony is ludicrous. It's a waste of brain power. So anyway, I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do, how all this fits together to make a career and what to do with it. Who to talk to. That kind of thing.

Anyway, other than that I've just been going to school, going to work, eating, doing homework and generally schlumpfing along.