My kingdom for a beer

I've been a web developer for a few years, more or less falling into it by accident. It's good, interesting work and it mostly keeps me busy. The money tends to be better than average too (WAY better than when I worked in factories). But I've been a writer since I was old enough to hold a pen. Yes, that was back in the dark ages when computers were rare, horribly expensive, and did not fit nicely in your lap like the one I'm using now.

So recently, when I was between jobs, I did a lot more writing than I have for a long time. I actually resented the first few weeks back at work because it took time away from the writing I wanted to do the things I had started and now might never finish (Now I resent it for entirely different reasons). This is all a long way of saying that I'm a frustrated writer with lots of pent up stories to tell. Those are mostly told through poetry. Science fiction poetry. Also fantasy, horror and even some noir poetry, because that's MUCH more interesting than writing about my own ups and downs, pretensions and emotional failures.

This is my picture of future retirement: Sitting in a lawn chair on the beach, with a full beer at my right hand and a laptop (with a really good battery) where I can hammer out poetry, all day, every day. Just to amuse myself.