Shuichi has been going crazy over that damn Karaoke Revolution game.

The shit I do to make that brat happy.

I've gotten back to work, even though my editors are still pushing me to do an American release of my last book. I'm starting to think... why not. Maybe I should. I might have to go there anyway.

Finally came back from Europe. It seems like the book is doing very well there. Through it all, its relaxing to be back home in my apartment.

...though Shuichi decorated it with a bunch of idiotic Christmas paraphernalia.

...What a stupid time of year.

The book is finally published.

It released in Japan today, and a translated shipment will hit Europe in the next couple of days. I have book signings tomorrow, and I heard my editor telling me that I need to go to Europe sometime next week to do some signing there.

At least the hard part is over.

Almost done.
I'm sick of staying locked up in the office.

My editor has been pushing me to finish my latest novel. I'm going to need a change of scenery, I'm sick of my office.

Leaving to New York. I'll be back when I'm done.

Damn it, things really are creeping up on me this month. Shuichi's been actually going to the studio, and I realized how behind I am on my writing. I havent seen outside my office for the past fourteen hours. I'm heading off to bed for a nap. I'm exhausted ( Read more... )

Been back from Kyoto a couple of days now. It wasnt completely unpleasant... making the old man flip out when telling him what I was up to lately was definately satisfying. Theres something utterly rewarding by making him completely pissed off at me. Maybe its because he wont ask me back for a while ( Read more... )

I have writer's block. Again. Mika has been nagging me to visit the old man lately... usually I tune the woman out, but I figure the sooner I do it, the sooner she gets off my back and I stop hearing her annoying voice. I'll make it quick.. probably this weekend.

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Empty. Loveless. The taste, the memory of it all gone. Its shadowy remains, burns through the skin. I recognize this smell, the stench, the overwhelming aroma of pain. It sends shivers through my bones, and forces me wake up and scream when I believe that sleep is my only escape. Nowhere is safe.
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Leaving to Kyoto tomorrow. The relaxation will really be worth it... getting Mika and the old man off my back for a while will be nice, though I'm sure I'll get harassed about my lifestyle, looks, etc. A few minor annoyances with a great chance to be away from the city for a while.