by Mike MacLean
As I write this, my wife’s laptop taunts me with robotic DOS curses, refusing to work even after hours on the phone with the tech-support guy. My wife is frustrated. My baby girl is crying. And I’ve got the mother of all migraines.
Wish I could say this is a one-in-a-million bad day, but it isn’t. Lately, STRESS has been my co-pilot, and I so wish I could toss him screaming from the plane.
This is life sometimes. You either roll with the punches, or grab a rifle and find the tallest clock tower.
I don’t see any clock towers, so I gotta roll. That means setting priorities and making tough decisions. Sometimes, it also means giving up things you enjoy. And that’s just what I’ve had to do.
Today is my last blog post for Murderati… at least for a while.
I do this out of necessity. As my wife returns to school in the evenings, I have to step up my role as Mr. Mom. Which means less time for writing. In the end, I had to choose between blogging and fiction. As much as I’ve enjoyed Murderati, fiction wins every time.
I’d like to thank all the Murderati (Pari, J.T., Louise, Ken, Rob, Dusty, Simon, Alex, Naomi, Toni, Elaine, and Paul) for teaching me so much these past months. You’ve spoken with experience and listened with patience. Terrific writers one and all.
I’d also like to thank all the murder fans out there, the authors and the readers, who have indulged my ramblings.
Despite my whining at the top of the page, the last couple years have been very good to me. A few of my stories have seen print and now reside in the same books as authors I’ve idolized for years. I’ve gotten a paying gig, building a screenplay for B-movie legend Roger Corman. And of course, there is my little girl, who reminds me of all the mystery and wonder in the world every time she peers up at me with those big eyes of hers.
The migraine’s fading now, Chloe is asleep on the sofa in her momma’s arms, and even the broken laptop seems to be on the mend. Everything will be just fine.
Next week, Bryon Quertermous, writer and editor of Demolition Magazine will fill in. Then, starting in September, Toni Causey will take my regular Sunday spot. Be nice.