Hello, Dear Reader. Welcome back.
For those not in the know, I’m Ian Hiatt. I know, the www.ianhiatt.com thing probably threw you. You thought you were meeting Ianhi Att. This is commonly called the bait-and-switch. You’re stuck on the hook, don’t bother wriggling.
For those who know me, you have to sit here and read this intro. Don’t skip it, I’ll know. As I said, my name is Ian Hiatt. By day I don the vaguely business-appropriate attire (there’s a well-hidden cape involved) and stab the keyboard to come out with fairly high-quality code for a software development company. It has its fun moments, but not nearly enough. That’s why, at night I undergo a drastic change. I don a cape of a slightly different color (I have a thing for capes—what of it?) and I stab the keyboard to churn out tales of adventure. Stories of gritty, trash-strewn cities or stories about ships fighting waves out in the Atlantic dominate my non-paycheck-earning hours. One day I hope to cram those stories down your thr—I mean…er…have my stories seated neatly between the cover of a published novel at your local bookstore. This desire/goal/delusion began some years ago.
It has been some time since I’ve blogged about it, though! You may be asking yourself, why the big blog-constipation?
To that I say, really? Constipation? We’re dropping down to the level of toilet humor? Ease up there, buddy.
But you’re probably still staring at me (perhaps a little more concerned now than when this post started). Well, I’ve been a busy guy! I’ve taken up coding not only as a job, but purely for fun and enjoyment. I’ve taken to like building things in code, hence the Lego picture, cause Legos=awesome. (Or $legos == $awesome for anyone who codes in PHP…)
Also, writing is hard. My latest tome is weighing in well over the word count it should be with an end in sight. Not to mention slogging my pitch at literary agents is tiring and stressful. If you’re reading this, you’re probably a writer. You get it. All that stuff eats up time, sanity, and massive amounts of Ben and Jerry’s. Chubby Hubby, ftw.
I think, though, now is the time to make a triumphant return. Or a casual meandering back into the public’s field of vision. Take your pick. No, nevermind. Go with with triumphant thing.
Expect to see more frequent postings here. Maybe even a review or two. And perhaps a vaguely exciting announcement in the coming months for a big project I’ve been working on that should intrigue every writer out there.
Admit it. You’re excited.
Your writer-sense is tingling.