It feels as if I never left Chicago - I'm almost too comfortable here
Admittedly, it is easy for someone - even a long-term native - to disparage St. Louis. After all, at times living in St. Louis was like dating someone with severe self-esteem issues: you know you can help your significant other learn to grow, but you also get frustrated and want to say, "Get over yourself!" The consistent wink-and-nudge attitude about the provincial where-did-you-go-to-high-school?, the slow movement towards any kind of progression...most of the time, however, it was fun.
However, I'm finding that, deep in my heart, I always was a Chicago boy - right now, the only question that people ask when I inform them of my move is whether I'm a blue hat or a red hat. (Answer: I don't care, because I'm a basketball man). Reconnecting with friends has been slow (after all, they have their lives), and the job search has been fruitful (some interviews, and I'm considering moving from the non-profit world in order to become corporate - mostly to gain experience for a shift back), but all in all, I'm starting to adjust. I miss my friends in St. Louis, but on the other hand...I like having a Dunkin Donuts on almost every other corner.
Plus, this time has given me some opportunity to plan some of those always-wanted-to-do projects, including
- A proposal and outline for Continuum's 33 1/3 series;
- A possible Nanowrimo project;
- Some story ideas for television shows...at least, if they have spec submission guidelines; and
- A business plan for a non-profit consulting gig.
Coming soon: why I'm not "counting down" with DC, DVD reviews; a kick-ass "Biography You Should Read", more podcast madness, and cruising the multiverse old-school style.