Sunday, March 01, 2009

You guys

It's no secret that I've been grinding away at a book. There's a few other pokers in the fire for me as well. And the column isn't running as often, but damned if it still doesn't take me forever to write it. Even with much going on, full-time writing is a lonely business. The thing I miss most about my previous career was all the great people I interacted with throughout the day.

But that's changed because now I have all of you. And when I'm mired in my words, it's wonderful to hop over to the comment section or Facebook or email and see who's there. It's sort of like my virtual break room. Invariably, it's full of funny, intelligent and interesting people.

I love you guys.

I'm sorry if I can't respond properly to everyone all the time, but I have a terrible time staying focused as it is (as if anyone reading me for any length of time couldn't tell that the mind of Erin is a frenetic and strange place). Just know how important you are to me. I hope you're having as much fun as I am.

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erf!

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19 comments:

Alan states said...

LOve your blogs, an the variety of things you do. Responses are bonuses. Good Luck with everything!

Geoff Schutt said...

Erin -- your book should come first, firstly (well, the Goat comes first-first, I assume). And it's always a pleasure (and always most interesting) to visit you here, or on Facebook.

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If I wasn't so far South (darn it), we'd have one of those early morning beers, after a good start of the writing day for each of us.

"This Side of Paradise" loves you. (Can a blog love another blog? Can a blog love a human being?)

Oh these eternal questions.

Timothy O'Regan said...

Erin, it's great to be along for the ride. Feel the love!

Amy L. Hanna said...

I'm also glad to be a privileged part of your personal green room.

Hal said...

Splorf!

deangc said...

Facebook is dead to me. A slightly more palatable version of Myspace.

Maybe I will email you random shit during the day, just so you can feel like you're working in a cube farm with weird team members who sneak beer into the office and don't shave as often as management would really like them to.

Zen Wizard said...

"I love you guys..." C'mon, that's a cop-out: Who is your FAVORITE?

Rodger Jacobs said...

An intelligent, talkative readership (which you and I both enjoy) makes all the difference in the world, Erin. Most afternoons and early evenings when I am working at the computer, I keep a browser tab open to Carver's Dog at all times so I can reply to readers comments in what amounts to real-time. I feel I owe that much to them if I am asking them to continue their loyal patronage (Loyal patronage? Jesus Christ, it sounds like I'm running a dry cleaning service.)

Kirk Jusko said...

You were an electrical engineer?

If I'd known that, I wouldn't have tried to seriously critique your magnet car idea a few weeks back. I obviously didn't know what I was talking about....again.

Harry Finch said...

She doesn’t own a dog
but she’s writing a book.
No small fact in this our
republic of small facts.
The long word for it is:
counterintuitive.

The prophets and poets
say it ain’t possible,
that a dogless book is
a noonie without noon
(or noon without noonies –
the poets are uncertain).

Of course, they don’t say ain't.
They grant themselves license,
claiming rules don’t apply
to prophets and poets.
Novelists, though, must yield
and get themselves a dog.

Still, she foregoes the pooch
and composes her book.
She buck odds and mocks gods;
and asks why a rhyme should
discordantly appear
in unwelcome ripe verse.

She also questions how
the phrase ripe verse applies.
She says: Get your ripe verse
outta my blog, Farouk.
Walk your dog, scoop his poop,
and scram from my novel.


My dog is an old dog,
though not nearly as old
as an earth carpeted
with unwritten novels.
Erin: forget the dog;
words live longer than mutts.

Bill the Wrenchbender said...

We love you too, Erin!

~d said...

Love you, Erin!!!

~d said...

Zen: I am a favorite!! When you are a favorite you don't need to ask 'who is your favorite?'-hahaha

DogsDontPurr said...

I love your word: "erf!" I hope you don't mind that I have stolen it and use it wayyy to often in emails and in real life too.

Jack said...

I love you too...just in a non-creepy, non-felonious, non-stalker kinda way. ;-) My probation officer says I have to be careful, what with the ankle monitor and all.... ;-)

Zen Wizard said...

~d--

You are just a favorite in a different way. Mom--I mean, Erin--told me that I am her favoritest favorite when she tucked me in last night.

Kirk Jusko said...

I also don't know what "erf" means, and have been too ashamed to admit it.

Rory L. Aronsky said...

We love you too, Erin. Just keep up with those sexy Erin photos and we'll keep on loving you. I mean, uhhhhhhh........

Yeah, we love you.

Kirk Jusko said...

I'll tell you what I really like about your blog. You're a professional writer who doesn't act like nonprofessional writers (i.e. the overwhelming majority of bloggers) are barbarians banging on the gate.