Yes, it's true. I buried Mr. Mom last week. I joined the working class again on Wednesday. Not exactly my dream job, but it will do for now. I started a new blog for my wife's grandfather, a memoir recollecting the horrors of being a Hungarian Jew during the Nazi regime. The site is in English, but the posts are in Hungarian. I'm working on getting the posts translated into English, so bear with me. Check out the site here.
In other news, I'm trying to figure out what my next move is going to be. I interviewed with a company for a position that I thought I would be perfect for, and I am still waiting to hear back from them. I made it to a second interview, at the end of which I was told that it was down to me and one other person for the job. The other person had yet to have his second interview, so I was told to hang tight. So I am, and I am anxious as hell to find out what the hell is going on. If it doesn't pan out, it wasn't meant to be. I think it will be the universe telling me to keep writing, and apparently keep cutting fish, too!
So, I am going to try and keep up the blogging, at least three times a week. Trying to figure out what writing project will be next... Kicking around some new ideas, concepting a new business with my wife, who is now back at home with the kids (an unfortunate yet happy situation landed her back in the homemaker position).
Until next time,
ZD.
