The world is crazier than most people know. But I know. I was a clinical social worker for forty years. I am a witness. I retired from social work to write about the sad, the mad, and the savage; with whom I have spent most of my life. I have decided to translate these stories into fiction, because, as a co-worker once said, "You couldn't make this sh*t up. No one would believe you."

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Back, Yet Again ...

This time I was away, like, forever.

Did I give up? For a while, I think.

But - that's me - takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin' ...

I moved "home", which was back to Santa Fe. I have decided Santa Fe is my home. For most of my life it was New England, but I haven't been home in 20 years, and I had a decision to make. So I decided: Santa Fe. It's like Boston only weirder and friendlier.

I moved back from Albuquerque, which is so vanilla few people ever make up their minds about anything. Albuquerque is kind of like a giant strip mall, with ranch houses in between stores. I'm not saying it's a bad town - far from it. Albuquerque is a great town; it's just not as artsy and pretentious as Santa Fe.

And, I think I need artsy and pretentious. Yes. Truth time. I am an artsy pretentious person. Well, maybe not pretentious, but I need to be surrounded by some measure of sophistication and creativity. I need to say I'm from someplace cool. And who wants to be from Albuquerque?

(To the great city of Albuquerque: I'm sorry. I tried!)

Now I'm in debt up to my eyeballs and beyond, but happily
settled in Santa Fe AND Albuquerque. Still haven't sold my mountain house
(hence the debt). Praying that Barnum was right when he said there's a sucker born every minute....

But I made the right decision. As soon as I moved back to Santa Fe, the creative juices started flowing - or flooding, as the case may be. It took about six months to get settled, and then of course it was gardening season, when I always lose my mind; but now:

I am writing my a** off. I just finished another book, sci-fi/mysticism, and have started on the sequel. Also started the sequel to Jane of the Jungle. And have written a non-fiction book on my experiences in social work. Of the lot of them, the non-fiction is undoubtedly the most bizarre.

This year: write. Next year: publish. Wish me luck!

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