32nd of December

It's a nice winter in the northwest, though my opinion is based on what exists within the mile visibility I have through blanketed fog. It's been nice to commute through rain, contain hand warmers in my gloves, and wear short sleeves at midday. Fred Meyer is treating me well and the more I commit to the company, more benefits come out to celebrate, which I'm thankful for.

Bred with a passion for the arts, I still pursue creative endeavors and grow in them each day. Fog on Fire, the story of my bicycle trip, is close to finished. Right now Mason, a dear brother, and I are mulling over 7,500 words a day in edits. Within a week, I'll have to take pages of black typeface and red edits back to the computer for a final draft before going through it with an editor to finalize it for print. After that edit is revised, I'll self-publish a copy for myself and more for people I'd like to read it first, then take orders and print more. If God is willing, I’ll set up meetings with publishers to discuss opportunities in a wide release.

In the meantime, I have been reading a lot of books, and writing each day. If I can't cover ground in word count, I decided to blog for further practice. Once FOG was finished; I started and finished Clover, which I wrote for myself and then my mom. Once that was done, I started working on a non-fiction, the one I am on right now, Film Theory (working title). This book is a memoir of the craft from what I've gathered in my short career married with the passion I've had since a child.