I’m back in Hanoi now, swamped in work and editing and personal projects that I’m trying to get off the ground. It was a strange trip to Saigon. Surreal. Like a really long drive with no one at the end to talk to. And then the return. Now life goes on.
I’ve been updating all of my social networking sites, which is about as exciting as it sounds. Pretty soon I’ll have all the links on the sidebar, so if people want to see the inane things I Twitter, the castaways I Flickr, the light I stalker or the sets I Behance, well, soon you’ll be able to. I don’t know what it all means. I’m also working on a huge overhaul of my Photography Archives. There’s time for all of this stuff somewhere, I just need to find it. Then I’m trying to get some writing and images together to apply for grants in 2010. And I’ve decided that one of my new goals (in celebration of the 10th anniversary of my 20th birthday) is to write a novel. Not a long or good one, obviously. Just your standard everyone-does-it-once-in-their-lives kind of novel. So that’s going to be fun.
from swerve of shore 