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Eric: A Note, In Way Of Explanation

August has not been kind, to me and mine.
Humid heat and cloying days, a haze of stress and anger
And noise that only I can hear.

August has not been kind, to me and mine.
Brothers, friends, loved ones, more.
Fatigue like iron clamped around our arms.

August has not been kind, to me and mine.
But if there's one thing I know,
It's that Augusts end.
And I have a good feeling about September.

Posted by Eric Burns-White at August 29, 2005 11:36 PM

Comments

Comment from: Wednesday posted at August 29, 2005 11:47 PM

Dude.

Comment from: Lilamrta posted at August 29, 2005 11:48 PM

True. So, so true. September will rock. I can feel it in my bones.

Comment from: TheNintenGenius posted at August 29, 2005 11:54 PM

You, indeed, write far
Better poetry than I.
This does not mean much.

Seriously, though, I'm hoping your prediction is right. There's a lot of potentially cool things that might go down this September so I have high hopes.

(also, for those who don't get my dumb little haiku: it doesn't mean much because I suck at poetry writing)

Comment from: jurnelei posted at August 29, 2005 11:56 PM

I understand where you're coming from. I really, really do.

Try working construction in August, man.

Comment from: Doc posted at August 30, 2005 12:16 AM

I concur, winter is just ending here, starting to get some nice storms, looks good. Plus Serenity and Talk Like a Pirate day are both just around the corner.

Comment from: larksilver posted at August 30, 2005 12:20 AM

September has to rock. My birthday's in it, and we all know how the universe loves me.

Besides.. you're due. yep!

Nice verse, by the way. oh, wait. nevermind, of course it is. You're the Writer (capital W) extraordinaire.

Comment from: lucastds posted at August 30, 2005 1:04 AM

I am a teacher.

September = school.

School = paycheque.

September will be a good month.

Comment from: Plaid Phantom posted at August 30, 2005 1:18 AM

Indeed. August was HORRIBLE for me (work mostly-@#$% commission-based pay). I have a feeling that something is coming. Now to wait and see what.

Comment from: Zaq posted at August 30, 2005 2:14 AM

August hasn't been unkind to me (and mine) per se, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't more stressed now ("now" meaning the collective past two weeks) than in the two or three months before it. Hopefully the sea of changes will end soon and I'll get into more of a routine come September.

Comment from: Reinder Dijkhuis posted at August 30, 2005 4:35 AM

August hasn't been kind to me either. Rain, mild depression, lack of inspiration and of the hunger I used to have. I'm trying to get back on top of things though.

One good thing: My comic buffer stands at 2 1/2 months. Downside: It's all work done more than a decade ago.

Comment from: Alexander Danner posted at August 30, 2005 6:52 AM

Yeah, I made a very similar post (though not in verse) just a few days ago. Ausust always kills my writing progress.

On the other hand, I had a nice little vacation and a lucrative, if brief, bit of freelance work, so it wasn't all bad. Still, I would dearly love to get writing again.

Comment from: Kate Sith posted at August 30, 2005 7:26 AM

mrr. Yeah. September'll hopefully be better. (Having one of my nearest and dearest move back up north and out of freakin' hurricane central will calm me down just a bit.)

(Also, SPX. Also-also, Minna Daisuki Katamari Damacy and Advent Children. Happy geeky month hu-re.)

Comment from: J.(Channing)Wells posted at August 30, 2005 8:46 AM

I hope

this means

that you've actually some reason to

hope

that the damn ringing in your ears is going to stop

and you're not merely hanging your hopes

on deaf faith

Now I've got "A Long December" by Counting Crows winging through my head.

Comment from: 32_footsteps posted at August 30, 2005 9:19 AM

I dunno, I was actually fond of this August. It admittedly helps that my wife's birthday is in the middle of the month. But good things have happened, and things look to be improving any more.

And it's not like things have been totally bad, Eric. You managed to celebrate a year of Websnark, you made progress on your pulp story, you managed to dip under a weight that was very symbolic for you, and you've got people lining up to compliment your writing. August might have been uncomfortable (given that my wife and I are the only people in New England who weren't driven batty by the weather, and that's because we lived through multiple summers in South Florida). But it had alot of good in it.

Comment from: Wednesday posted at August 30, 2005 10:10 AM

But June?

Was much better.

Comment from: Tangent posted at August 30, 2005 11:25 AM

Heh... well at least you didn't have the original site of Websnark crash and burn, being unable to upload new snarks. THAT would have made the month unbearable.

I've missed your snarking, Eric. I mean, I get the damn whistling in my ear periodically, but it goes away. I'm not sure what I'd do if it didn't. Still... I remember whacking the side of my head trying to turn the whistle off, and that doesn't help... *sigh*

Take care, Eric. I hope the whistling stops... and that you get some peace of mind. And more snarks. :D

Robert A. Howard
http://www.tangents.us

Comment from: kirabug posted at August 30, 2005 6:03 PM

I've had Augusts like yours, but they usually arrive in February. If you'd like, we can cancel August right now and officially declare it September. I've done similar - we threw a New Year's party on January 31 2004 to "reboot" that year when it went awry.

Comment from: Karacan posted at August 31, 2005 10:43 AM

Don't forget that September will bring you and other City of Hero's fans Issue #5, so we'll see how good it will turn out to be. *cough*

For the record, August brought me Batman Begins, the Wacken Open Air festival, and for once, bearable summer weather. In retrospect, May was far, far worse.

Comment from: DarkStar posted at August 31, 2005 12:27 PM

August was a strange combination of too short and much too long. As I rush headlong to my wedding day, more and more things began to show up on the schedule. The time flew past with too little done and too much left to do. And yet this compressed the days to near nothing. I've been more tired than I should be and this stretches and twists perceptions into odd recollections. August was longer and shorter than it should have been. August took me for a ride and rung me out.

September... September is mine.

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