A Married Call Girl

A Married Call Girl

It has been a while since I put my job on hold. There might be a couple of excuses that I could make for doing so and having neglected to write but mostly I am a sort of commited and engaged to someone. This requires a drastic change in my life and I am still working on the adjustment. It is decided that I would move in with him by the middle of this month (but I don't mean to give up my own apartment where I have my feline husband). I had been unusually reluctant to do so (leaving my job and the life style that I had for years), and was not in the mood for writing, either. My life was utterly a mess up until recently, for being unstable and torn between wanting some safety and still looking further adventure.

Now that I am getting back to normal as a writer, I can finally start putting some writing that I had held back together. Boy, the trouble I had to leave my drug habit behind was really frightening this time. Those Korean agencies not only make their workers get busted and gettin away with it but also turning workers real crack heads. It was tough, indeed, to go through the period when I found the substances throughly indispensable all day and night for more than a month. Horrendously I even went back to court recently for the case secretly getting high.

There are a couple of good things happened, too. The great news was Tracy Quan's new work, the sequal of Diary of a Manhattan Call Girl, Nancy Chan novel. I did enjoy reading it and found it insghtful more than her first novel. This second novel coincidentally depics most of the issues that I have nurtured over the course of surviving the life and agendas I am about to face; the title of the novel is Diary of a Married Call Girl.

So I am marrying to a drug addict closet drag queen entreprener. Stay tuned.