Sorry. There are a bunch of things that I’ve been meaning to write, or to type up from my notebooks, but I’ve just been so busy.
For the last few months, I’ve been working as a translator/researcher at a telecom/IT consulting startup here. It’s pretty fun work, and I’m good at it, and it’s always a pleasure to do things one is good at.
Unfortunately, the job hasn’t really left me the time I need to pursue personal goals, and I feel like I’m getting a bit too comfortable, and so at the end of this month I’ll be making the transition to full-time freelancing. It’s exciting and terrifying at the same time, since I’ve no guarantee of being able to find work, and I’m more or less broke so I have no safety net. (Got Chinese you’d like turned into English? Call me.)
After Chinese new year, I’ll start writing a weekly Chinese column for the 珠海特区报 (Zhuhai Newspaper); a thousand characters a week. Considering the success I’ve had in maintaining a regular Chinese output (or, hell, English output for that matter) in the past… well, we’ll see. (Got any suggestions for stuff to write about? Call me.)
And I’ll be moving apartments in a month or two. Right now i’m living in an apartment building near Guomao; it’s OK, but not really convenient to any of the places I hang out. I’ve been spending a lot of my down time at Sandglass, a cool little cafe/bar run by a couple of Mongolian brothers in a hutong at 南罗鼓巷 Nan Luogu Xiang. I’m hoping to find a place somewhere near there — ideally a renovated yuanzi, though those tend to range, rent-wise, from “just out of reach” to “insulting.” (Know of any killer deals? Call me.)
At any rate, I’ve been burning the candle at ends it wasn’t meant to be burnt at lately, but come the Year of the Dog, things are going to change in a big way. It should be fun, or possibly disastrous, but at any rate, I think it’ll do me good to start pushing myself again.