They ask me if I’m working on anything new. I am. I always am. They ask this, despite not having read the last book. Or the one before that. I try to figure out why this is. Why ask, if you have no intention of consuming it. I’m not sure you even care, and you don’t have to care. I don’t ask about your work for this very reason. I don’t care. We don’t have to care. But asking me that question makes me think you do care, and then I have to find out you don’t. This is why I’m mostly happy to talk about anything, but get awkward when you try to talk about my work. Because I’m reluctant, hesitant of this inevitability – finding out that the work means nothing to you. You’re just feeling the silence with questions until we’re drunk enough to not feel uncomfortable.
Working On Anything New?
Working On Anything New?
Working On Anything New?
They ask me if I’m working on anything new. I am. I always am. They ask this, despite not having read the last book. Or the one before that. I try to figure out why this is. Why ask, if you have no intention of consuming it. I’m not sure you even care, and you don’t have to care. I don’t ask about your work for this very reason. I don’t care. We don’t have to care. But asking me that question makes me think you do care, and then I have to find out you don’t. This is why I’m mostly happy to talk about anything, but get awkward when you try to talk about my work. Because I’m reluctant, hesitant of this inevitability – finding out that the work means nothing to you. You’re just feeling the silence with questions until we’re drunk enough to not feel uncomfortable.