Wednesday, November 30, 2016


I don’t really have much to say today. I did a lot of my Christmas shopping. I love the internet. I don’t have to leave my desk and go out and see crowds of people in person. I had a really dull meeting today. I learned the word positionality. I spent a lot of time with the book today. My designer and I are again in the process of designing the interior of the book. A______ and I are playing three games of Words With Friends at a time. I still need eleven more words to finish this blog post.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016


I finished the largest data set today. Only one more to go and I expect to finish that tomorrow. Today I had to announce to all the pre-sale contributors that the book will not come out now until February or March. I made the decision to start the interior design over, from the beginning. It sucks that it will delay things and cost more money, but it will serve the book best, which needs to remain my most important goal. I did my first Christmas shopping today. Many more gifts to go. This time of year is so unnecessarily stressful.

This is often a problem.

Monday, November 28, 2016


A______ told me today that I was her angel. I’ve never been anyone’s angel before. She doesn’t know how she loves me. She definitely loves me as a friend, but I don’t think there is room for her to love me any more than that. At least not now. I think I mentioned that I installed Tinder last Wednesday. Do that many people really enjoy camping? It’s so dirty. A lot of profiles mention the Oxford comma. I guess that makes you look educated. Lots of people like to throw around the word sapiosexual too. We aren’t all that smart.

Sunday, November 27, 2016


As planned, I did not go to the office today. I spent the day reading at Starbucks, reading in bed, and sleeping. This evening I met with A______ on her way home, even though our meeting would be brief, at a restaurant that was too bright. It seems likely that one of us will become a keepsake to the other. Let it be me. How I love her and love holding her, but what I need to do is make a wish that she fall in love with someone else very soon. She will text me when she gets home.

After titling this post, I recalled that I read this passage of Murakami's today. It is from The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.

Saturday, November 26, 2016


I worked for hours today. I analyzed 75 lines of data. That makes 150 lines so far during this four day weekend. 50 more lines to go in this data set, and then there are two smaller data sets after. I planned to go in tomorrow to complete the remaining 50, but I’m reconsidering it. I should take a day off. Also, I saw the 8th typeset draft of The Scribbled Victims. I’m not happy with it. I’m going to request another major change which will mean spending even more money, but it will be worth it in the end.

Michele Mobley