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I've been thinking about my writing, and why I have had such a difficult time doing much of it. And I think I've come to a realization.

I think my problem is that I've been spending too much energy trying to write my stories, whether as prose or comic scripts. But, at my core, I'm not a writer.

I'm a storyteller.

So, starting tomorrow, I'm going to try a little experiment. I'm going to simply sit down, and tell a story. No research, no worrying about character names & background, just good old-fashioned yarn-spinnin'.

It might work, it might not. But I think it's worth a shot.

Meanwhile, back at the office...

Things are weirder than ever. One person wants me to take on more responsibility, while another seems hell-bent on keeping me in occupational limbo, thereby preventing me from getting official status on the project, and certain fringe benefits (like a real desk, a key to the offiice, and an actual phone).

I _think_ things are drifting into a state that could work out well for me, but I can't be sure.

About the only thing I've done right recently is shaved off my beard...I haven't heard a negative reaction yet (and that includes a comment from a supervisor. Not my supervisor, but he's a bloody lame duck anyway).