Unrelated Thoughts

Poems that are not in The End of the Word as We Know It, by Wes Unruh

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Resume Updates

I’ve just updated my resume.

It’s been a while, interested parties may download my public resume here.

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on the record…

you might want to now that I was raised in a strict religious household in idaho, homeschooled at times, and that I read the king james bible twice before I was twelve. My favorite parts were the intertextualities, the references from one verse in the old testament to seven others, scattered through the book. I believe I fetishize books, likely because of this… and that I view books as living entities. I wouldn’t tell you to do the same, but I suspect I’m not the only bibliophile who’s noticed an on-going obsession in our culture with book as object, rather than text..

Don’t think that is the only formative element of my psyche, though… I wasn’t only homeschooled, I was also taught at a christian school in town. I was there when Reagan was shot, I was there when the space shuttle Columbia exploded, pre-empting re-run of Star Trek after school. Fragments of memories, half-eaten by private mythologizing… but perhaps a lense into where I come from… as an adoptee. As an adoptee, it’s hard not to notice the bad seed, the cuckoo, the reluctant beast of the apocalypse that appears time and time again in modern culture. Perhaps that was what I meant to express when, age ten and asked to dress as my favorite biblical character, I chose a beast from the book of Daniel that crawled from the sea in a hallucination. Since then I have always been pondering why so much of contemporary media focuses so closely on the abnormal psychology of the adopted, the occult powers of family secrets, the epic battles of light and dark struggling over the adoptee’s soul. From Moses to now, with The Unborn.

When I tell some people that I’m an adoptee writer studying occult memetics and nlp, that my favorite films are In the Mouth of Madness and The Testament of Orpheus, that I’ve read Illuminatus!, I am amused that they don’t run screaming. In all honesty, I’m just testing… these are only scraps – the real work is in writing something that changes the reader completely, utterly, into an entity unrecognizable. To show the reader the other, like a black mirror. There is no abyss so pure and missing as utter unknowing, at the center of one’s center, and the radiation of that black hole deforms and refuses all appellations, dissolves all labels. There is where I listen for an original thought worth authoring

four sick days in a row

with the last few days of cold and snow, apple cider fresh from the farmer’s market, chunks of hard cheese and bowls of thick miso soup from Le Marche Vert, and a rhinovirus that just won’t let go, I’ve gotten a bit behind in my struggle to single-handedly maintain 14 different blogs, websites, and ongoing projects. As a freelance everything, I don’t really have the ability to slouch or half-ass my way through a day and let the next shift clean up my mess. It’s pretty much all me..

So I’m sitting here, finally able to breathe through both nostrils more or less and almost able to take a full breath without lapsing into a hacking, sneezing, sputter-y mess. I’ve got three projects that need instant, ongoing attention that need to be done. Prioritizing the workflow has become essential, meaning that I’m already wasting too much time here, explaining the slow-down here and at Alterati.

Right now I’m supposed to be working on my clients online presences and researching for my next book. By the end of the year I hope to have revamped the bulk of my own online presence, intending to be a lot more consolidated and interconnected. Until then, I’ll keep trying to make up the last four days of missed work, while struggling to do a week’s worth of dishes and a month’s worth of cleaning. Sometimes working from home means being unable to ever stop working, a state of mind in which every available moment means seeking to optimize every aspect of my client’s web presence and my own endless tweaking on research blogs and websites for better search ranking. Freelance means never shutting down — only blacking out now and then before initiating another twelve-hour stint.

On the other hand, I love freelance work. I’ve gotten more out of helping people directly than I ever got out of working for a corporation, and there’s something absolutely pure about being able to apply theory and experience to solve problems in the most profitable way. So I can’t wait to stop coughing and sneezing, and actually get some work done. Until next time…

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